And every men’s room everywhere
This morning I was giving blood and body fluids to a good cause. My doctor is trying to figure out what’s killing me before the actual autopsy. A noble pursuit. But that’s another story for another day.
While I taking aim for the microscopic collection cup, I notice this sign on the wall. I’m thinking that’s pretty cool. Then it made me think of several other great places for this sign.
First after another great evening at the FedEx Forum, I can guarantee that there should be one of these over every toilet in every men’s room there. For if you ever need to actually sit to do your business there, you will need to bring your own cleaning supplies and a hazmat suit. It seems drunks either can’t aim or don’t try. Of course it is difficult to unload your bladder of the last few beers while trying to juggle the next one, or maybe two.
The other spot is over any toilet my three year old grandson seems to use. He’s still in the learning stage. And my bet is he’ll probably learn to read the sign before he’ll actually get his aim down pat. Of course I have a grown son who’s still working on that.
As I am writing this though it occurs to me that there’s a major flaw in my sign placement. I’m sure that my grandson, all drunks, and half of all other man will just see the sign as a challenging target.
But even that has an upside. At least I won’t have to clean the seat.