This reminds me of a story which I may have already told. If so, forgive me.
A couple of years ago, one of the engineers I work with, a night shift guy, goes to a guest room to answer a call for “shower dripping.” He shows up to the room, the guest is there and he checks it out. He looks at the shower. No drip. He runs the shower and shuts it off. Again, no drip. He tells the guest he can’t find anything wrong and she says “No no no, not that, this,” and, while running the shower, points to the tub spout. Sure enough, there’s a little water leaking by the shower diverter. This is not an uncommon thing, but generally we don’t do anything with it unless it’s bad enough to effect shower pressure which, in this case, it was not. The engineer says basically this and lets her know that the drip really isn’t enough for her to worry about, to which she replies “I don’t want my feet to get wet when I’m in the shower!”
This, I’m assuming, is a product for exhibitionistic women who don’t want men to see their junk when they wear short skirts and sit immodestly. I’m guessing anyway, since I don’t speak spanish. Maybe I’ll have TJ translate. Or maybe it’s just for women who dig creepy panties.
