In my day, they just had taps that you turned clockwise/anti-clockwise to release the water. They were easy to use and everywhere had the same set up. There was no Crystal Maze puzzle to solve first; they just worked how you expected them to. Nowadays you seemingly need a degree in tapology to make them work.
I was stood there in the toilet trying to get this tap to work. It was in a recently renovated bar and it had that contemporary look, so I thought it may be one of the sensor ones…nope it wasn’t. I then tried the trusted turning method…nope that didn’t work either.
I stopped for a few seconds and looked around for instructions. Why is it impossible to get this tap to work? I tried turning it again just in case my muscles had failed me a few seconds earlier, it still didn’t bring the prize of water. I was beaten by a fucking bathroom tap.
“Push it down” quipped some student chap, out for fresher’s week, behind me.
It really didn’t look like a tap that you pushed down, but I tried it anyway.
S: “I’m only a first year engineering student, out on my own, and I know how to work the taps.”
He was actually beaming with pride at his superior tap knowledge. If he was my nephew I would’ve ruffled his hair and congratulated the little scamp, but already a few days into university life he looked like he hadn’t washed for a few days and I wasn’t chancing it. He was out in the big bad world on his own and any displays of affection may have softened him up. He was obviously thriving in his new independent world.
I obviously wouldn’t be a successful applicant, but I can’t help but wonder how easy it must be to get onto a university engineering course these days.