jitts3
Well-Known Member
Have to rant here. Now I know I drive for a living and have to use more public rest rooms then I care to mention...but enough is enough. First of all there are two places to go. Public rest areas along the highway, or truck stops, sorry "Travel Centers". (You pick the brand). Rest areas almost always have the hand blowers, so when you wash your hands you just stand there infront of the dumb ass blower for 10 minutes while the thing blows cold air on your hands. Most times I finish drying on my pants. They say it makes less waste, yet who cares of the jobs killed by not making or trucking papertowels.
Now on to thge truck stops. There you have the electric machines, the ones that you don't touch to get the towel. These annoy me the most. this was invented by some half gay guy or housewife who thinks you can get the HIV from a doorknob, yet they do the nastiest stuff in bed with strangers... go figure. These damn machines no only take forever to give you the towel buy limit the length of towel, and the time between sheets.
I love the old fashioned onse with the crank on the side. The ones that give you all you want if you want to turn the crank.
So the next time you see a guy coming out of the restroom with wet hands and going to the napkins at the soda dispensor to dry off or using the brochures at a rest area, wave at me and say hi!
This crazy ness is due to two things, this BS "green adjenda" and the crazys that think death is lurking a "touched door knob" away.
Now on to thge truck stops. There you have the electric machines, the ones that you don't touch to get the towel. These annoy me the most. this was invented by some half gay guy or housewife who thinks you can get the HIV from a doorknob, yet they do the nastiest stuff in bed with strangers... go figure. These damn machines no only take forever to give you the towel buy limit the length of towel, and the time between sheets.
I love the old fashioned onse with the crank on the side. The ones that give you all you want if you want to turn the crank.
So the next time you see a guy coming out of the restroom with wet hands and going to the napkins at the soda dispensor to dry off or using the brochures at a rest area, wave at me and say hi!
This crazy ness is due to two things, this BS "green adjenda" and the crazys that think death is lurking a "touched door knob" away.