Picture this, I was minding my own business literally, doing my part in trying to fight the fire in the men’s room of a shopping mall. Ok maybe you shouldn’t picture that. Anyway when I was all out, I moved over to the wash basins pumping the liquid soap to ensure the all clear. Now here’s where all that national campaign of washing your hands with cleansing soap is important even if it’s just after a simple small business transaction can sometimes lead you to greater harm. Along with its accomplice the automatic hand sensor tap water basin, it can even lead to life endangerment.
So after giving the hands a good scrub with generous hand overlapping, interlocking, finger nails scraping against your palm movements, I began to realize something wasn’t really quite right about this guy who was back facing me using the basin behind mine. Initially from my mirror reflection, he looked like any other ordinary guy checking out his hair and styling it while singing a song. Actually it was more the song that started to get me all nervous. He was singing something he very probably made it up himself and I would have not thought much about it until it got more audible by the moment. He started with his lyrics on how this chick presumably his ex girlfriend spurned his attention, ignored his love, decided to go out with another guy, broke his heart and how mad that made him. How he was going to kill her. Ok I made up the bit on killing her. Thought it would make my story be more interesting. Anyway, I figured it would be a very wise move to quicken the washing of my hands and slid out of the washroom as unnoticeable as possible.
Here’s where my carefully thought through plan A failed miserably and I didn’t have time for plan B. Bloody hand sensor taps don’t sense very well. None of the 4 sinks in front of me did. I was screaming under my breath ‘work damn it work! Quit the start stop flow’ ‘damn senseless sensors! Work! Damn you inferior quality sensors!’ ‘God! I am going to die here! I don’t want to die here....not here…Nooooooooooo.’ I can see the newspaper headlines now. Crazed singing guy who btw had a pretty harmonious voice decided it’s not worth living after his chick walked out on him ended his life and along killed crazed other guy trying to wash his hands over 4 sinks. The end. I didn’t even get to say my goodbyes to all the beautiful girls in Kobe and Osaka. Half of the population of beautiful girls there does not count as all.
Obviously I managed to get my hands washed after attempting it like a thousand times, exaggeration fully acceptable given the circumstances, and lived to tell this tale. I mean it would be pretty creepy if I didn’t make it and this was still posted. Awesome. Anyway I learnt something from this. Life is unpredictable. Next time I am going to say my goodbyes to all the beautiful girls in the country or state I am visiting when I leave them. Seldom you get a second chance. Hello my beauties!
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You can get hand wash basin in many different shapes, sizes and colors although they used to always be white. They are normally made of vitreous china. All the leading bathroom fitting manufacturers will have one. If the room in your bathroom is limited it is often popular to use a corner sink which can fit nicely in between the other units
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