Ravings of a Textual Deviant

Earlier this month, I complained about the automated facilities in the building where I work.

I have yet to experience a stunning change of attitude regarding said facilities. Why not? Because the women’s restroom is actually more of a mess than it was when you could flush at will. Oh, it’s entirely possible that there is a way to “manually” flush the toilets, but the design is such that you would have to have won a prestigious design award in order to figure out how. As a result, I have seen far too much of the end results of other people’s digestion, because the automatic flush hasn’t been happening.

The can’t-turn-it-off problem also applies to one of the sinks, which runs incessantly one day a week…today. Again, there’s no way to take matters into your own hands and turn the damned thing off. Not even by trying to wash your hands in it, which works for all the other sinks.

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