Ah-hah! We arrived at work Sunday morning while a cleaning lady was still at work on the bottom floor of the newspaper building. And there, behind what had been a closed, unmarked door I saw her CLEANING A TOILET BOWL. It was beautiful.
I watched excited as I had our interpreter ask the building superintendent for a key to the toilet. He pointed around the corner. That's where the icky squattie toilets are. Then the interpreter said America, everyone laughed like, oh, right, that explains it...and I now have permission to use the western toilet.
They call it a Lazy Toilet here coz you just have to sit. I'm unapologetic. Forget US journalism, it's US plumbing we need to promulgate around the world.
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