At some point over the last decade, toilet timers have revealed that our time in the bathroom has increased exponentially.
What are we doing there in the powder room?
Shaving more accurately and intensely?
Taking our dental care game to the next level?
Apparently, we’ve all decided, as a human race, that there is no better spot to stare at user generated content than the porcelain bowl. The toilet. The crap shack. The feces releases into pieces house.
I mean, who knew that going to the bathroom would feel like a vacation?
We’d be forced to read the back of toothpaste tubes or a Country Living magazine that our mother’s had left in there.
Ugh. Gross out, dude. We get it.
Proctor and Gamble has the breath freshening game on lock.
Yes, checkered curtains would look nice alongside a shabby chic lamp. Lame.
Unfortunately, like all wonderful things, we’ve pushed it to the limit.
How can this seemingly impossible situation be remedied?
No more treating the toilet like it’s some sort of cheap AirBNB.