Last night, we popped in to the supermarket at about 5.45pm. While Marilyn hurried around the shelves I wandered along to the toilet to be confronted by a sign: 'These toilets close at 5.30pm each day, owing to Health Regulations.' What? What Health Regulations would insist that toilets be locked in a supermarket which is open until 10pm? I'll bet that some of the local yobs have been making a mess and some jumped up assistant manager has decided to take the easy way out. What about the poor old blokes who need to go in a hurry?
Years ago, Marilyn and I were in New Zealand and needed a toilet. We arrived in a pretty little town and headed for the information centre. The Jobsworth behind the counter wanted 50c before he would give us the key. I only had $50 notes and he had no change. Stalemate! He wouldn't budge so we had to go across the road to MacDonalds. Welcome to New Zealand.
It just goes to show: the world is becoming too complicated and it's about time to get off.
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