I have a snark - you there in the back of the room - stop sniggering!
Have you been in a public restroom lately?
Dad and I went to a nice place Saturday for lunch - right on the ocean, wonderful view, great food. Before we left, I made my traditional visit to the ladies salon only to find that it had been redone since my last visit back in the spring. What that mostly means is that someone decided that the stalls’ width could be reduced by a third and the space from front to back, by half.
The stall door opened inward and I had to practically climb up on the toilet to have enough room to close it. Once closed, I realized that there was no hook on the back - you know, for shawl and purse? All there was was the door handle which would only suffice for the purse.
Let me tell you about the slacks I was wearing. They’re nice, white dress slacks (I love white pants) with an inside button on the waist band to the right of the zipper, and a large, flat hook-and-eye on the left. Now these slacks are just a bit snug. Not, you know, uncomfortably so, but I had just eaten dinner. Imagine, if you will, trying to get these slacks undone one-handed, whilst sucking in a full stomach and juggling a shawl that can’t even be draped over the stall door because the door goes all the way up to the low ceiling. Finally I folded the shawl as narrowly as I could, and draped it over the body of the purse. Not ideal, but at least I had both hands back.
I had, however, failed to notice how low to the ground the toilets were. So, of course when I tried to sit down, I found myself falling the last three inches. But, so be it. After maneuvering for what had seemed like an hour, finally...relief!
And then I discovered that not only were the toilets low to the ground, they were also shallow as it was impossible to tidy up without getting my fingers in the water.
Nothing like a little Saturday adventure :)
I’ve been thinking about a blanket/afghan for my next big project. I’ve got a bag full of cream colored worsted/aran weight wool (Nomis wolle - courtesy of the mill shop) plus a fair bit of undyed fingering weight wool that could be used double in a pinch - more than enough to make a nice, warm cover with. Dyeing is a possibility, but I’m thinking the natural color is pretty nice and I might just leave it at that :)
So I’ve been scouring the net for design ideas. I’ve spent a great deal of time the last few days, looking at pattern (both project and stitch) and one of the things that tickled my fancy was this:
And dad’s socks are proceeding apace. They’re nothing fancy, 2x2 rib at the top, 6x2 rib down the leg and top of the foot.
It snowed here last night - nothing heavy - but enough to cover things with white. And here I am feeling smug because I don’t have to go anywhere and the kitchen is well stocked :)
Onwards!
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oh, i should have waited until i got home to read the ‘potty problem’ entry!! too funny!! we have the same problem with the ‘facilities’ available to our clients here- most are really substantial people (detention facility food may be nourishing, but it isn’t designed to keep the eaters svelte) and there have actually been occasions when assistance was needed to extract the user from the facility- of course, since reading today’s entry, i will always think about that ‘falling the last three inches’ and listen for cries of horror whenever anyone enters the smallest room (literally)-
i’d comment on knitting content, but i am still being just too amused by the potty humor- yes, i need a *real life*!
stay happy-
You should have a look at public toilets here in Italy. In many places they are filthy and when you are so lucky as to find clean ones, then there is no toilet paper in them.... sigh. As for their height… are you sure you were not using the child version? Here in some facilities they have a couple of stalls for children too with a lower toilet and maybe a smaller stall.
We had a 2 hour delay this morning for school. Chiquita was delighted and started a snowman in the back yard.
I took the snow as reason to make home made chicken soup (I roasted a chicken this weekend) and work on my crocheted afghan.
I think the absolute worst public bathrooms were the ones in Korea. They didn’t have stalls, it was just one open room with holes in the floor. Literally, holes in the floor. Ick.
Barb - I tell you, the whole thing was so ridiculous I was beginning to think I should look for a hidden camera :)
Laura - To the best of my knowledge (and I don’t know the specifics of every ladies room in the country) there aren’t separate facilities for children. It might be a good idea if there were! But I assure you, this was intended for a full-sized adult :)
Omly - Oh, home made chicken soup :) It sounds so wonderful and I am such a fiend for soup - especially at this time of year!
I’m afraid I’m past making snowmen - but I’m glad Tab had a good time :) I may get to watch the little girl downstairs make one with her father sometime this season - that’s quite entertaining!
Opal - Man, that sounds dreadful :( I hope that wasn’t something you had to deal with very often!
Ewwww on the bathrooms! I hate public restrooms!
I love the swatch! It’s so cute!
Lisa - Well, let’s face it - public restrooms are sometimes necessary but never ideal :)
I like the swatch too, but I’m still trying to work out stitch counts!
What you said above about restrooms...plus add bulky carry-on luggage that (a) takes up any space where you could possible put your feet and (b) prevents you from closing the door at all.
Funny entry, Robbyn!
Ryan - Oy! Airport restrooms are a whole other ring of hell :) I suspect the only reason airport restrooms don’t require identification for entry is that it would mean having to deal with too many puddles on the concourse!
Robbyn, did you get my email today? Just checkin. ;)
