What the hell?
Sometimes in life, there are little quirks that just kind of make you go, "What the hell?" One of those quirks is automatic-flush toilets.
Most of the time they do not flush when they are supposed to. Usually, the problem is a forgetful toilet. These lazy ones, which I find most often at rest stops, do nothing at all when you get up. When this happens, you can either try to fake out the bathroom appliance (as Ellen suggests) or you can effectively press the little button put there through realization of inevitable automatic-flush failure -- which begs the question, Doesn't the button self-defeat the purpose of automaticity?
The reverse problem is also an issue, particularly, I have found, in the restrooms on the third floor of the library. Quite randomly and without warning, a toilet will decide I am done before I have made the decision for myself. Three times in one 50 second sitting the toilet flushed, startling me to my feet. The flushes are so random that I have questioned whether there is a person sitting in a surveillance booth laughing at me while pressing the detonator (but wouldn't that lose its amusement after a while?). On the positive side, I suppose overly-anxious porcelain may speed up the occupant and shorten the line to the bathroom.
On a related note, I would like to make a short bitch about the "self-absorbed" automatic paper towel dispenser at the House of Aromas. As I waved my wet hands around, the little sensor of the towel allotter ignored my presence. Then, as I walked away in defeat, (no joke), I heard "bzzzz.... hahahaha sucka!"
Most of the time they do not flush when they are supposed to. Usually, the problem is a forgetful toilet. These lazy ones, which I find most often at rest stops, do nothing at all when you get up. When this happens, you can either try to fake out the bathroom appliance (as Ellen suggests) or you can effectively press the little button put there through realization of inevitable automatic-flush failure -- which begs the question, Doesn't the button self-defeat the purpose of automaticity?
The reverse problem is also an issue, particularly, I have found, in the restrooms on the third floor of the library. Quite randomly and without warning, a toilet will decide I am done before I have made the decision for myself. Three times in one 50 second sitting the toilet flushed, startling me to my feet. The flushes are so random that I have questioned whether there is a person sitting in a surveillance booth laughing at me while pressing the detonator (but wouldn't that lose its amusement after a while?). On the positive side, I suppose overly-anxious porcelain may speed up the occupant and shorten the line to the bathroom.
On a related note, I would like to make a short bitch about the "self-absorbed" automatic paper towel dispenser at the House of Aromas. As I waved my wet hands around, the little sensor of the towel allotter ignored my presence. Then, as I walked away in defeat, (no joke), I heard "bzzzz.... hahahaha sucka!"
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