We just got back from a LOT of driving. My husband's new name is Mr. Peesalot.
It is funny though, I thought about this thread every time I was in a restroom.
I decided that I would rather use my hands and push the button than let the automatic eye tell me prematurely that I was done and start flushing before I was ready.
Byc has infiltrated my life.
We visited many restrooms. I was surprised how many women did not bother to wash their hands.
There were a few women who did not wash but went straight for the dryer. Ummm....
Maybe I am a germaphobe, but what is wrong with clean hands? What about grease and dirt...
It is funny though, I thought about this thread every time I was in a restroom.
I decided that I would rather use my hands and push the button than let the automatic eye tell me prematurely that I was done and start flushing before I was ready.
Byc has infiltrated my life.
We visited many restrooms. I was surprised how many women did not bother to wash their hands.
There were a few women who did not wash but went straight for the dryer. Ummm....
Maybe I am a germaphobe, but what is wrong with clean hands? What about grease and dirt...
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