I never thought Iíd live to see the day when ...
I was grateful for those Automatic Sprinkler Devices in Menís Washrooms.
There I was minding, and taking care of my own business at the urinal in Trinity Bell this morning when another man came and unzipped alongside of me.
Not talking to me.
Not talking to himself, but chatting away with a colleague as he, well, you know ...
I stepped away relieved, in a manner of speaking, that they had those automatic sprinkler devices in this menís washroom.
The sound of rushing, flushing water was music to my ears.
My only regret after washing my hands was that there was not one of those ďDyson AirbladeĒ devices; I had to use the Much Quieter Paper Towels.