My elementary school had a big, round, communal concrete sink in the boy's room. There was a bar around the base you stepped on, and metal mushroom shaped thing in the middle that spritzed water like a lawn sprinkler.
Anybody know what I'm talking about? In retrospect, it was verra strange.
I got the bathroom that was accessible only because kids made it too ugly for anyone but disabled folks to use in 7th and 8th. "Kathy Mahoney fucks farm animals," if you're wondering.
"Kathy Mahoney fucks farm animals,"
Isn't that the lost Richard Scarry book?
Where did you go to junior high again, erika?
Anybody know what I'm talking about? In retrospect, it was verra strange.
They had those in the football stadium bathrooms at one point. I remember an early problem with them was that the water pressure varied so sometimes they'd overshoot the basin area.
You all had them in your schools?
Yep. From what I remember, though, there were two multi-stall bathrooms in my elementary school, and only one of them had stalls without doors. So we just avoided that bathroom as much as possible. I think it was in the wing for younger kids anyhow, so dealing with periods, etc., wasn't an issue.
They had those in the football stadium bathrooms at one point. I remember an early problem with them was that the water pressure varied so sometimes they'd overshoot the basin area.
You could also screw with other kids by hooking your foot under the bar to keep the water from spritzing, or to keep it to a trickle so the kid leaned in, and then let it go so they sprayed themselves.
That sounds like a sink for doctors, so they can turn the water off and on without touching anything with their hands.
My elementary school had a big, round, communal concrete sink in the boy's room. There was a bar around the base you stepped on, and metal mushroom shaped thing in the middle that spritzed water like a lawn sprinkler
we had them at camp .
I always though the hook thiefs probbably happened -- but I'm stareing at it - how far is it gonna go before I notice it moving and grab it... how long before I notice some one at my door. the only place it might be a problem is one of those big public bathrooms with an entrence and an exit
I went to Palo verde, a few years ahead of you, bon. And I got the graffiti-laden bathroom...it was, um, an education in its own right.