Another post about bathrooms

I don't know. Don't ask me why I always talk about bathrooms. Public bathrooms are the worst, and every time I have to go into one, I just notice things.

The urinals at the Hyatt in San Diego are over-powered. If you walk up to a urinal after the last person leaves, you'll be sprayed with a fine mist of urinal water. It's hard to pee when you're being attacked, and hard to justify backing up when there's either other people waiting. You kind of just take it in the face like a man.

San Diego has a terrible problem of drought of something. There's water limiters on everything. The sinks trickle water, the showers trickle water. The only thing that doesn't trickle is the urinal. I think they should go back and re-evaluate the system.

Apparently San Diego was built by really fuckin short people. The shower head in my hotel bathroom sits below my neck. I have to stoop down to wash my hair. I'm not even six feet tall, so I'm assuming that most people would find this annoying.

Every once in a while I'll pee at a urinal and see a booger wiped on the wall. Who's the multi-tasking genius that's picking his nose and peeing at the same time? Personally I'd need a third hand if I wanted to pick the nose. I have to use one to aim, and the other to scratch my balls. I figure that's the perfect time to scratch balls, while your hands are already in the vicinity.

I also want to meet the guy who throws paper towels in the sink. In his mind, the trashcan is too far away. In his mind, he also doesn't realize that paper towel dispensers are usually located right next to trash cans in order to provide the most efficient system. Somehow the sink is more appealing to this guy.

I really shouldn't pay so much attention to these things, but I do.

Pissing and pissed.