Another day another dollar (literally. I found one today!)

Now that I started this blog, I feel obligated to my readers to keep it going. Yes I feel obligated to you both. But nothing really important has happened to me. Those elusive gems of sparkle have been eluding me. However, I did go to Frisches last night. It was pretty bad. Big surprise there. Also, I was thinking about some stuff yesterday. I was in the bathroom, and I started thinking about some of the ideas that my history teacher from last year had about public bathrooms. She didn’t think that they should be segregated. This actually shook me to my heels, because I am a firm believer in separate but equal bathrooms. I mean, I think that they are a very important thing. I think that it would be quite awkward if they weren’t separate. But my history teacher said that when she was a girl, her family let the boys and girls all use the same bathrooms. I’m not sure that there is no difference. For one, its different with your family. At least I think so. And also its not like in a house, you have two toilets within two feet of each other with only a small plywood partition separating them, which doesn’t reach the floor and with a little simple neck craning, is very simple to look over. Of course, when you know there is a guy in the other stall, there isn’t much incentive to be craning your neck. On the other hand, if you hear a female sound from your neighbor, then some people (not me of course) but some people might get the urge to check on her. All in all, I am a very staunch believer in separate bathrooms. But hey, if you feel the need for unisex facilities, then contact your congressman.
Seeing as I am already on my bathroom soapbox, I think that I will speak about another of my pet peeves. And that is large facilities with insufficient bathrooms. This happens an awful lot with large basketball gyms. They have about six courts, but one bathroom. And as any management teacher will tell you, this results in bottlenecks. Because you have teams in the bathroom changing into uniforms, and you have people trying to use the bathrooms. Of course with a million teams and one bathroom, the only result can be chaos. And they usually only have one stall. Which means that if any one person using a stall has a run (pardon the pun) of bad luck, then that toilet is clogged, and now the other toilet becomes overtaxed. And you can imagine what happens to that one. Its not pretty.
Well, I’m not sure what that accomplished. Its just some stuff that I had to get off of my chest. Thanks for listening.