Monday, 16 September 2013

Day 259. Nothing but gyp.


These hand driers at Peterborough station are very sleek. They're also extremely close together and as effective as if you tried to dry your hands by asking a newborn baby to blow on them. Which would be pointless because newborns are generally incapable of understanding even basic commands. Much like these hand driers. Pointless.

I've often wondered why gyp is called baby's breath. Now I can make the connection because that's precisely what you get when you use these. Gyp.

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