Things Only Ace Thinks About

Sometimes my life is boring. Sometimes it's interesting. Usually it's more often the former and not so much the latter. Sometimes I can make it through my day only by pretending I have a documentary crew following me around, and that's when I'm glad that my inner-monologue cannot be heard by others. Everyone thinks like this, yes? And everyone loves Elvis, and the Brady Bunch, and Stephen King, and birthdays, right?

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Ew

Ok, so I realize different people have different social beliefs. But I think that everyone should be with me on this one.

Yesterday morning I went to wash my hands in the women’s public restroom in my workplace/school—I’m a graduate student at a university and this is a restroom shared by female students and faculty in my department. While I’m washing my hands, a professor comes strolling out of one of the stalls. With a NEWSPAPER. She was in a stall, in a public restroom, with a NEWSPAPER. I’m guessing reading.

Ok, so old men will read in the bathroom and I’m okay with that. As long as they do it at home. You don’t read in a public restroom. Ew. Ew. Ew. Because if you have enough time to read in a public restroom, that suggests, at least to me, that you are doing more than you should be doing in a public restroom.

Am I wrong on this? Admittedly, I have issues with public restrooms in general—ok, and I have a certain phobia about using the facilities in other people’s houses as well—but it’s stories like this that add to my fears/disgust. But come on, leave your reading material at home on your nightstand. And you don’t drop the kids off at a public pool.

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