Today, I went downstairs in Old Central, home of the honors college, to use the restroom before class. When I went to turn on the light, I noticed it is on a dimmer. I understand the lights being on dimmers in the classrooms. I mean, it’s nice when trying to show a video or project something onto the wall. When, I beg the question, is it ever necessary to have mood lighting in a restroom? A restroom with an occupancy of one. On second thought, Your Honor, I withdraw my question.
I pointed this out to my dear friend Stephen as he entered the men’s room. He informed me as he came out, that the light in the men’s room shines brightly right down on the urinal. I, of course, had to take a peek at this for myself. It looked as if there were some sort of shrine in the corner to honor the restroom gods, or some such nonsense. The rest of the room was dimly lit, and here was the shining light reflecting from the bright white porcelain of the urinal. Interesting, to say the least.
As we turned to head upstairs, I pushed the button on the front of the water fountain. Much to my chagrin, a little stream dribbled out, far too close to actually drink without, in effect, kissing the water fountain. Just then, I had a brilliant idea. When water fountains fail to allow a comfortable mouth-to-fountain distance, they should put straws in a little cup on the back of the water fountain. That way, you can use a straw to reach the water, therefore not sharing spit with everyone who decided they were too thirsty to pass up the chance at water.
Oh the things you can discover when you show up 30 minutes early for class.