Shakin’ the dew off the flower
 
Men, as my wife says, are gross.  One piece of evidence happens to be one of my pet peeves.
 
Today I walked into the men’s restroom on the second floor of the National Weather Center, and I notice a small puddle right below the urinal I was about to use.  I look at the urinal next to it, and it also has a small puddle.  I then decide to look in the first stall, and yep, there’s drops right in front of the toilet.  After seeing dozens of urinals with the same symptoms day after day at the Moscone Center in San Francisco, I had reached the breaking point.
 
WHY CAN’T SOME MEN KEEP THEIR DRIBBLES IN THE FREAKIN’ URINAL?!?
 
The front lip of almost every urinal sticks out some, and considering the male organ hangs out a bit as well, I just can’t fathom why a guy can’t keep all his liquid excrement inside the bowl.  Are these guys afraid that they’ll catch a disease FROM A FOOT AWAY?
 
Come on guys!  Aim better!
 
 
Pet Peeve: Urinal Edition
Thursday, June 21, 2007