Saturday, July 10, 2021

Coffee Pots and Bidets

 I always enjoy an early morning cup of coffee. It starts the day off right in my opinion. I enjoy a mild roast. I know what I like. I like my coffee really hot and without cream or sugar. Just plain. I'm not complicated or fancy. 

I have discovered that I am not as fancy as the Grand Hyatt. A Keurig would have suited very nicely. I have learned I do not like Nespresso. No matter what the commercials say. Bleh. Bleh. Spit that stuff out and throw the machine in the ocean. 🤢🤮



I first learned about bidets in 1975 in France. The one I saw there was more basic. Manually operated but the concept was the same. 

I was re-introduced in Honolulu on our first trip to Hawaii. We had a Toto Washlet in our room. I was quite amused. I admit to being redneck and having crude humor. A car wash for the rear end is fair game for a joke. 

But this baby is a whole 'nother beast. Every time I walk by the bathroom door it lights up and starts hissing and spitting at me. Literally. No joke. If I sit on it, it growls. 

I personally believe such an intimate device should wait to be asked if services are desired. Not just start pouncing when a victim walks within 2 feet of it. Geez. 



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