Face Off

Ever since we moved to this office (yes, I’m writing this at work, it’s 5 o’clock on a Friday, I’ve done enough for the day) we’ve had paper hand-towels in the toilets (or restrooms, or bathrooms, or whatever you call them where you live and pee). I can’t speak for the Ladies, but with over a hundred blokes in the company the Gents went through a lot of paper towels, and the bin used to be pretty full by the end of the day.

So in order to help the environment and makes the toilets slightly less disgusting (believe me, it needs a lot more than that to make them totally undisgusting), we’ve installed those super-duper Dyson-type dryers (not actual Dysons, more a generic version), the ones that grab your hands and essentially suck all the water off them.

And they’re great – clean, quick, hygienic. There are no drawbacks. Or so I thought.

About an hour ago I felt really sleepy, since it’s very humid today. With an hour to go this normally wouldn’t bother me, but I’m going out after work with Goldeneyes and two girls who used to work here (yes, me & three lovely young girls, what can I say, I’m gorgeous) so I reckoned I’d better wake myself up. Without thinking I went to the bathroom and washed my face, first in cold water, then in warm. Then of course I realised that there are no paper towels anymore.

So I had a go at drying my face with the Dyson.

I’ve never been snogged by an ostrich, but I reckon now that I know what it would feel like.

5 thoughts on “Face Off

  1. vida

    Do you think this was also a derealised moment? You know … sticking your face into the suction hand dryer… flying in the face of all that is safe and decent.


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