I have decided to keep a cultural record of these fantastic devices, since even in concept they are the least intuitive idea ever.
Those sinks in public restrooms where you have to HOLD a button to make water come out is the exact opposite of a good idea. After using the bathroom, one typically washes their hands (if you don't, I won't judge you). The process of washing your hands can be broken down basically into wetting your hands, applying soap and then lathering the soap over your hands and rinsing it off in the water while rubbing your hands together. Maybe I have something wrong, or maybe I'm missing a step, but how do you wash your hands together when you have to hold a button to make water come out? Do humans have 3 hands or helper monkeys attached to them at all times for using the bathroom? How the hell am I supposed to get my hands clean when I can't wash both my hands at once. I've tried everything, using my elbows, holding it down a long time to see if it will maybe keep pouring water out. I've even tried panicking and giving up.
What's worse is that if you're an extra germ-o-phobe or whatever the hell it is, you're basically touching the button that is probably the most cultured part of the sink in order to rinse off your one hand, but when you go to wash the other hand of putrid human stink, you end up having to touch that button with the clean hand!!! What kind of infinite no-win loop is that!?
The invention of these sinks becomes exacerbated when there IS a sink with a spigot rather than a stupid hate button. However, that one is typically less than appealing because everyone used the shit out of it because its the ONLY one that isn't a button based sink (the one I just saw had yellowish water dripping out of it, so it was broken and leaking urine.) You look at that lone, not working, yet perfect in design sink, and you wonder what could have been. Why aren't the rest of these sinks spigot based?
Worry not, however, the infinite chain of sadness can be broken with a simple paper towel. You'll be glad to note that the paper towels are across the goddamn bathroom from the sink in case you need them, you know, to dry your hands from all the sinks that are near them.
Goddamnit blogger, why did I write this.
