Control Your Hose

I have a pet peeve.

I work in an office complex, not much different than similar complexes spread throughout the country, be it Des Moines, Deluth or Denver. Three floors. About 20 companies. And bathrooms on every floor. I drink a lot of water each day, so I visit these rest rooms five to six times per day.

Invariably, by 10:00 in the morning or so, there is a giant puddle in front of the urinal. A puddle that grows throughout the day. By the afternoon, there's almost no safe place to stand.

Why is it, that grown men--in the middle of the day, surely not intoxicated--cannot hit a simple little target? Assuming everyone in this building has at least 20 years of experience, why is that so hard? The designer of the urinal even accounts for this, as most urinals curve outward at the bottom.

Gentlemen: control your hose. It's a simple thing to do.