Case study: Ranbaxy Laboratories Ltd.’s Female Toilets
Women are luckier than men; enjoy more fringe benefits, to cite an example- the Ranbaxy Labs Ltd. Ladies Toilet.
While the men get a boring row of urinals, the women get a set of two rooms. One of the rooms has a sofa and is, simply phrased, a place to sit and the other room boasts of a life- size mirror and a closet apart from the urinal cabins. The function of the”sitting room” is unclear. I, as a woman, can’t think of any activities that a woman needs to perform in the sitting room of a toilet. Though I see the sofa being put to many uses- women rummaging through their purses on it, sharing animated conversations, trainees killing time in their non-existent “training schedule”, even lying down on it though it defies the size requirement of even the most petite of women! At times, I tie my shoelaces there.
The female toilet has only 2 commodes: Ranbaxy actually has a very good sex ratio so the explanation that the number of women is lesser so the number of toilets required is lesser absolutely doesn’t suffice. Also as far as I believe the excretory systems of men and women are alike, both need to frequent the toilet only as much as each other. So well, the women get the comfort of the sitting room and the displeasure of only 2 toilet seats and the men get a no-nonsense row of urinals.
The cleaning schedule is also notable. Ranbaxy has only male cleaning attendants; they knock before entering the toilet and leave a “cleaning in progress” signboard at the door during the course of cleaning. Such well-structured nitty-gritty’s catch and deserve at least the slightest of my mention.
Another eccentricity of the toilet is the Moaning Myrtle in the ladies Toilet. If you see the strewn toilet paper in the toilets over the seat and floor and the tapping, you’ll believe me when I say, that humans would fail if they were put to such a task. Though the only moaning that you hear is the whirring of the exhaust fan (an Alstom, now you know my company has a lot of money!) and that of the blowers of the AHUs outside the building.
Indulging in my own idiosyncrasies, I keep turning out the light of the sitting room and almost never find them turned on again. This easily illustrates the utility of the sitting room!
A paragon of privacy is also exhibited in our toilet- Women will not just come to the toilet to speak on their phones but will enter the toilet cabin and unmindful of other prospective users waiting for them to conclude their excretions and their conversations over their phones. The men have to use the “lesser-private” corridor between the 2 toilets for their “private” conversations.
Conclusion: Ranbaxy is an equal opportunity partner!
Women are luckier than men; enjoy more fringe benefits, to cite an example- the Ranbaxy Labs Ltd. Ladies Toilet.
While the men get a boring row of urinals, the women get a set of two rooms. One of the rooms has a sofa and is, simply phrased, a place to sit and the other room boasts of a life- size mirror and a closet apart from the urinal cabins. The function of the”sitting room” is unclear. I, as a woman, can’t think of any activities that a woman needs to perform in the sitting room of a toilet. Though I see the sofa being put to many uses- women rummaging through their purses on it, sharing animated conversations, trainees killing time in their non-existent “training schedule”, even lying down on it though it defies the size requirement of even the most petite of women! At times, I tie my shoelaces there.
The female toilet has only 2 commodes: Ranbaxy actually has a very good sex ratio so the explanation that the number of women is lesser so the number of toilets required is lesser absolutely doesn’t suffice. Also as far as I believe the excretory systems of men and women are alike, both need to frequent the toilet only as much as each other. So well, the women get the comfort of the sitting room and the displeasure of only 2 toilet seats and the men get a no-nonsense row of urinals.
The cleaning schedule is also notable. Ranbaxy has only male cleaning attendants; they knock before entering the toilet and leave a “cleaning in progress” signboard at the door during the course of cleaning. Such well-structured nitty-gritty’s catch and deserve at least the slightest of my mention.
Another eccentricity of the toilet is the Moaning Myrtle in the ladies Toilet. If you see the strewn toilet paper in the toilets over the seat and floor and the tapping, you’ll believe me when I say, that humans would fail if they were put to such a task. Though the only moaning that you hear is the whirring of the exhaust fan (an Alstom, now you know my company has a lot of money!) and that of the blowers of the AHUs outside the building.
Indulging in my own idiosyncrasies, I keep turning out the light of the sitting room and almost never find them turned on again. This easily illustrates the utility of the sitting room!
A paragon of privacy is also exhibited in our toilet- Women will not just come to the toilet to speak on their phones but will enter the toilet cabin and unmindful of other prospective users waiting for them to conclude their excretions and their conversations over their phones. The men have to use the “lesser-private” corridor between the 2 toilets for their “private” conversations.
Conclusion: Ranbaxy is an equal opportunity partner!
13 comments:
And they still call themselves the "weaker sex."
P.S. And thanks for defining the "Moaning" in the later part of the paragraph. :P
I must say ur thinking has no bounds...and mind it that the weaker sex is at an advantage. The fight is we don't want to be at and advantage being weaker.
Toilets use too much water!
Now there is a formula environmentalist statement for you:
“A uses too much B, therefore A must reduce A’s dependence on B.”
Jokes apart,I see toilets as an extension of our body, in a sense they are everyday machines that we relate to, they’re almost invisible technology. So our relationship to them, in a perverse way, is that they’re extensions of our digestive system. But it’s more the fact that they’re almost invisible, what really appeals to me is the fact that we don’t think about them, we don’t think about our bowels as actually being interfaces.
Ps:Now, in case you didn't know, the pathway which goes from the toilet bowl into the floor is called the "colon"!
hahahahah!
sorry. didnt think and analyse all that much..just made me laugh!
hehehe!
@ i spoke to you last night,
i didnot speak to you last night
hehehe
@push,
Don't you want to SEE the Ranbaxy Toilet with me,hehe?
@Deepti,
there's no limit to anyone's thinking,we ourselves start putting up fences...woman,do something about your blog,really looking forward to reading your ideas.
@Kabir,
you noticed "moaning"????
hehehehehhehehhehe
Yeah! I am always interested in such low inarticulate sounds. :P
yes, you did!
A thoroughly incisive delineation of erm,lavatory observations.
Amusing,yes.
you can write on any subject gracefully,theatrically
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