Above the sink on the wall in the old depot was a neatly painted sign, “Paper towels here tomorrow”.
Why not today? Who took the time to paint the sign? Why didn’t they just get the towels instead of painting a sign? How ridiculous. Funny sign.
As I stood there about to turn on the water I thought about how angry I get when I reach up for a towel and find the dispenser empty. How angry I get that nobody can be bothered to provide towels. How angry I get that nobody can be bothered to fill the dispenser.
I washed my hands and then looked up at the sign as if I had just read it for the first time, “oh, no towels, I’ll come back tomorrow”.