Monday, April 11, 2005

I recently had to take my car in to get the oil changed. No big deal, right? Usually. But there are some things that are still difficult to work into Elijah's schedule, and this happens to be one of them. But, I had to get it done. So, Elijah and I woke up very early, ate breakfast, got dressed and headed out to the dealership. (Bear in mind that I woke up at 7:00, but by the time we actually left the house it was 10:00, which is 30 minutes later than when Elijah's usual morning nap takes place). Once we got to the dealership, I asked and asked again, and they assured me that they could have me out of there within an hour - as Elijah was due to eat again at about 11:00. So, I handed over my keys and prayed that they weren't just feeding me a line and that I would be done in at least an hour and a half. I then proceeded in to the waiting area, where I was thankful, yes thankful to see a tv on. I don't let Elijah watch tv at home, and he's probably the only 7 month old outside of the Amish community that hasn't watched a DVD yet. But, he is enthralled by the tv and I know that if all else fails in this boring waiting room, I at least have this to fall back on. But before I sit down and get us settled in for the next couple of hours, I realize Elijah needs a diaper change. I mean, this one is bad and it needs immediate attention. So, off we go to the bathroom. I open the door to this very nice, multi-million dollar car dealership bathroom, only to find that there is NO diaper changing station, NO counter space by the sink, NOTHING that I can put my son on to change his diaper - other than the bathroom floor. Unbelievable! So I turned back around, went straight to the cashier at the front desk and rudely inquired about this and asked for access to another bathroom. She proceeded to tell me that there was a bathroom in the sales office, but "oh yeah, it's exactly the same as this bathroom." Thanks a lot. I angrily walked away, back to the bathroom and gently laid my son on the hard, cold, dirty tile floor and quickly changed his diaper while I apologized to him and prayed that nothing too nasty was coming in contact with his little body.
So, all of this to say that it's unbelievable to me that any place of business in today's world would not have a place to change a diaper. I've even been to tiny, hole-in-the-wall restaurants with hardly what would qualify as a bathroom, and they still have a place to change a diaper. Many places even have these diaper-changing stations in men's bathrooms (which is wonderful, and I love and thank the first person that thought of that - I mean, why is it that only a mom can change their kids' diaper in public?). So, why in the world does this incredibly nice, full-of-money dealership not have anything? Who knows. But, the important thing is that they are now currently getting some installed. And, they did get me out of there within an hour like promised.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

YOU GO GIRL. THAT IS TERRIBLE. I HOPE THAT YOU LEFT THAT DIAPER FOR THEM TO DISPOSE OF. HAHA ! I HOPE YOU ARE DOING WELL OTHERWISE....CINDY!