A Lesson Learned From My Son
The other day, I noticed the shower gel was standing on a sideboard and not in the bathroom where it normally resides.
I asked my youngest son if he knew about the apparent teleporting of this essential but relatively low-profile piece of equipment. He told me he had taken it to the gym and hadn’t managed to put it back in the bathroom yet.
“Okay, fine,” I said, realising a small miracle had taken place by mere virtue of the fact that the shower gel had survived the journey and made it back to its rightful home. I say small of course because a major miracle would have occurred if it had made it all the way back to the bathroom from whence it came.
But what about the inevitable leakage? The said shower gel is a particularly cheap model, which I have never been able to fully close once it has been opened for the first time, and I was certain there must have been some sort of accident in transit, even with the use of the proverbial carrier bag to restrict such inconveniences.
“No it was fine Dad,” replied my son, “You just have to really push it down and then it snaps shut.”
No leakage, no problem. Great.
It was then I realised I had learned something potentially profound from my sixteen year old son, who is extremely bright by the way but has a long way to go when it comes to other stuff such as clearing up after himself or picking clothes up off his bedroom floor.
Every time I had attempted to close the shower gel lid, I was still in the shower but now wanting to get out. Therefore, I simply left the shower gel standing with the almost closed lid on top) for obvious reasons.
I certainly wouldn’t dream of taking it out of the bathroom because I thought it was incapable of being sealed properly. I merely accepted this as a reflection of the ridiculously low price I paid for it.
But no. The shower gel was a better performer than I thought. All that was required was some extra effort, perhaps a bit more time but most of all, a subtle determination that a bit more of a concentrated push would get the job done, and it would not leak at all.
Now, as a pure matter of principle, I spend an extra few seconds in the shower with an extra bit of effort to push that lid shut.
Lesson learned. All I have to do now is remember in life to keep pushing until something works.
Or maybe get a better, more expensive shower gel.