Bathroom Antics

As you might imagine, some of my funniest moments happen in the bathroom. I suspect I'm the only person who brushes their teeth after lunch (even worse opting for the all-organic apricot flavored toothpaste). Needless to say, the looks I get indicate how weird I must appear to them.

Very often, as I absent-mindedly lean against the counter while brushing away my sub sandwich, my pants encouter a completely soaked bathroom counter. The counters aren't usually simply wet -- they are often so wet there are no dry patches, making it difficult to tell they are wet in the first place. As I lean against the counter (resulting in a wet spot just about crotch height), I wonder who the hell does this?! Today I figured it out.

My office is on the same floor as the embassy for the United Arab Emirates. I originally thought they were simply the culprits who smoked cigarettes in the bathroom (they were), but today I got to witness their hand washing habits.

As I brushed my teeth, one of the guys from the embassy came in to wash his hands. He slowly rolled his sleeves all the way up past his elbows and began to douse his arms with cold water (I knew it was cold because it was splashing all over me as well). He then took a huge wad of paper towels, soaked them in the water and washed his entire face, head, heck and hair.

Thinking he was done, I surveyed me general wetness on the right side of my body (I wore a white shirt no less). But he wasn't done. He proceeded to take his shoes and socks off and wash his feet as well! I left the bathroom at this point, fearing that seeing any other body parts get washed in the same sink I brush my teeth may be detrimental to tooth care.