Bathroom Attendants
1
May
I don’t like bathrooms with attendants. It makes me feel uncomfortable having these guys hanging around. I don’t like them waiting behind me for me to do my business, just to turn on the water in the sink, spritz me with some hand soap, give me me a paper towel or provide me with a tray of gum slices or mints, and then me having to pony up $1 in tip money. It almost makes me not want to wash my hands because they’re there. And since I drink a lot of water and go to the bathroom a lot, it does end up becoming significant over the course of a year. On the flip side — I do like the fact that these bathrooms are always much cleaner, and because they sometimes offer a selection of cheap perfumes, the room definitely smells better than without them. I guess they’re just an unnecessary luxury I prefer to live without.
And while we’re on the subject of attendants, I also don’t really like elevator operators. I go to a building from time to time with elevator operators on a regular elevator with buttons. I’m not talking about those old elevators or freight elevators with the handle the operator has to spin to get to the floor and then fumble with the grating gate. This is a regular elevator like I go in multiple times every day. So while it should make me feel like a treat to have someone push the button, I can do it myself and feel weird that I have to announce the floor and have him push the number for me.
“2nd Floor, please”. Ick.