I hate winding up with thriving colonies of molds and mildews bonding together like concrete on my bathroom walls and floor. That is why habitually, routinely and tirelessly I would scrub my bathroom and my toilet.
Early today while I scour, soap-up and wash my toilet which I consider to be a medieval form of torture, I remember taking photos of public restrooms during my recent trip to Japan. It come not a surprise that this highly urbanized country has technologically advanced and sophisticated toilets. They transformed the basic toilet facilities into ingenious comfort room devices.
To prove my point, here’s one photo of buttons to press of a modern Japanese public toilet inside a mall when I answered a call of nature and do a number two.
I was nuts about the right most button (in the photo). When I pressed it, an artificial sound of flushing waiter played on a speaker inside the toilet to disguise what otherwise obnoxious tune my butthole is producing.
Hay tek na pag pupu.