among the most inconveniently convenient inventions of recent history is the automatic faucet.
unless you’ve been living in a rusty, disused boxcar underneath several rustier, even more disused boxcars, odds are you’ve had some experience with these knobless wonders.
the concept is simple: faucets with motion sensors = hands-free operation and no more soapy handles
in a perfect world, i’d imagine this innovation being a raving success in public restrooms everywhere. the masses would sing its praises with freshly cleaned hands raised skyward and tearful testimonies would be given of how they’ve irrevocably changed lives for the better. however, the real world isn’t as perfect as we’d like.
in fact, it’s downright awful.
and nowhere is the ugly truth more evident than in the constant malfunction of automatic faucets. why it takes an elaborate series of flowery hand motions to make it work puzzles me to no end. why it never stays on for more than two seconds at a time confuses me even more. and to top it off, why in the world can’t i control the pressure or temperature?!
so dumb!!!
