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I prefer just to rub my hands down my skirt or my boobs to dry them off.
Get on it Dyson.
they are pretty damn good though
I even wash my hands after taking a piss. THAT's how much I love them.
and they had an airblade style dryer but instead of a blade it had loads of little holes in it like an air hockey table and i was like FUCK ME THIS IS GOING TO BE AMAZING and then it was fucking shit so i went and drank more whiskey with wet hands
we need something with boobs you can wipe your hands on, and an area to stick your genitals.
Can you imagine such a thing?
I've even started washing my hands after wees when i'm in places that have 'em.
It's a widely-accepted fact of life that all warm-blooded males like these 'cos they can briefly pretend they're in Star Wars.
That stormtrooper that bumped his head did so because he was flustered after being caught in the bogs when the alarm went off
you don't have to come in contact with them. With the airblade either your hands or the cuffs of your shirt etc WILL come in contact with that dirty yellow rubber bit touched by thousands of other peoples dirty watery hands
pretty sure most people will roll their cuffs up, even particially, when washing their hands, champ.
You're covering your wrists in other people's dirty watery germy mess
can honestly say my wrists or sleeves have never touched the sides (wahey).
maybe you've just got proper fat arms?
thanks for noticing
a) It's very easy to not touch the sides.
b) Who the fuck cares if you put your wrists where someone else's wrists have been. IT'S A WRIST.
If you want to experience the Dyson Airblade
after washing their potentially poo and piss covered hands (probably in an inefficient/ineffective germ killing manner)
a) whose wrist comes into contact with their penis or their arse in these scenarios?
b) if their wrist is germy when they're at the hand dryer, it will be just as germy when they're sat at a table in a café. BETTER JUST NOT TOUCH ANYTHING EVER AGAIN JUST IN CASE.
my point is when people wash their hands(ineffectively and probably without soap) they will inevitably get water on their hands and wrists, this residue is then left on the yellow rubber bit.
This whole point is moot maily because when you leave the bathroom and open the door, probably half the people in there have already touched the handle with unwashed hands, so you're covered in germs anyway.
I'm just saying it is a flawed design that is inferior to an old hand dryer model. Don't really give a fuck about germs. STOP MAKING ME LOOK LIKE AN OCD MENTAL
THIS guy is on the money as well
unless you have big fat wrists or just don't know how to use it properly. I don't think I've ever touched the yellow bit. There's two big circular bits where your hands go.
the dirty truth hit me hard at first as well
you have to stand there like Tommy Cooper for ages for it to dry your hands properly.
You have to do one, long, slow (steady now) pull out. That's the trick.
You can have that for free.
and more talk about Dyson Airblades please.
the are SO much quicker than the normal ones
You could stand under one of the shit ones for a week and your hands would still be wet
they ARE quicker. they just are.
maybe make a film and put it on youtube?
i fucking hate these ones.
second only to airblade. i'll at least think about washing my hands if i see one of them.
what the fuck is wrong with you
i don't want to touch your dick by proxy when opening the door, japes.
but I guess it's more out of social convention than deeming it necessary
you shouldn't either.
i do, however, wipe my shitty arse with toilet roll, which pretty much makes a handwash essential.
> don't piss on your hands
> wash your dick every day
As long as they are recycled, I don't see the big problem. More pollution is probably involved in making and running Dyson airblades than restocking the paper.
Although perhaps the washing machine is a revelation, too - I haven't ever seen one in use, tbh.
The fan is pointless.
And, as we all know, the vacuum cleaners are a stain on humanity.
He's a hit with all the chix.
we just have a towel. it stinks.
but a nice varnished wicker basket of small white hand towels that you use once and then chuck in the bin. Not one single towel used by everyone.
Not very environmentally-PC but it does make me feel special
that it is all style over substance, like Bang Olufsen. They came up with one decent invention (bagless vacuum cleaner) and have traded on its reputation ever since. The products claim to be innovative but arent.
fuck off Dyson
it was spreading dust around rather than sucking it up. Turns out it was losing suction and you are meant to take the filters out and clean them regularly. I thought the whole point was that it didn't lose suction? May as well just use a bag, at least then you don't get dust everywhere when you empty it into the bin.
even on my dyson it fucking says it.
to discover that they essentially had hand dryers like this about 10 years before Dyson came out with this.
THAT'S PISSED ON YOUR CHIPS / HANDS
The signs on them that say THE ONLY HAND DRYER THAT LITERALLY SCRAPES THE WATER FROM YOUR HANDS LIKE A WINDSCREEN WIPER.
No it fucking doesn't, it fucking blows the water off your hands, fucking idiots.
but a part of me wishes we didn't because I am becoming jaded. I see them in other places now and just think of work instead of getting excited because they're awesome.
Although I'm often in a rush at work and just dry my hands on my trousers on the way back to my desk.
Airblade. Dyson Airblade.
The burly assassin swung at the tuxedo'd spy, who deftly avoided his attack and ninja threw his assailant headfirst into the urinal. One judo chop to the neck, and the generically Eastern European knuckles-for-hire was unconscious. The man raised a quizzical eyebrow, which regarded the young lady on the ground. Frilly McTitsout watched, amazed. She was still sprawled on the floor of the gents where the hitman had thrown her. At this moment, they had been interrupted by the flush and sudden opening of a cubicle door, and the dramatic entrance into their lives of this handsome suit-wearer. Both Frilly and her assailant had been stunned, although the manner in which they had been stunned by the man was stunningly different. She had never set foot inside a gents before - with the ladies undergoing refurbishment, this was her only alternative to walking up two flights of stairs - and she wondered whether all this was par for the course. Frilly had been washing her hands before the attack, wondering whether on not she should go to Greggs on the way to the Middle Eastern Consular Embassy, and she realised that they were still dripping wet. 'Permit me,' said the immaculately besuited gentlebloke. He took her dainty hands in his, and with his manly lungs, blew the residual water clean off of them in exactly ten seconds, moving her hands back and forth to ensure dryness coverage was total. Frilly gasped, sexfully. 'Why, thank you...' She let the phrase hang like a tuxedo jacket on the back of a cubicle door while its owner attends to other matters. 'Airblade. Dyson Airblade.'