Scrub, rinse, and repeat...

What moron thought he could improve hand soap? I've been noticing lately (because I keep an observant eye for these things) that the restroom industry has developed a new way for us to wash our hands. Pink froth...I don't like it, not one bit. I can't feel it working, it evaporates off my hands and I leave unsatisfied. Bring back the good stuff. The blue lotion that sticks to your skin like greasy oil and lathers in my palms like a volcano. And furthermore, don't put a goddamn sensor on my paper towl dispenser that tells me how much (or should I say, how little) paper I can use to dry my hands. I live in America, I'll waste whatever paper I want to. Maybe you should trun your focus on things that really count in the bathroom like a no-splash guard or a self-cleaning toilet seat or maybe dry erase walls so I don't have to read about how some girls punani is so big you can exterminate all the Jews in it (seriously, I've seen this before. She had a swastica ring drawn in her you-know-what).