I really liked the apartment where I lived as a grad student except for one thing: there was no bathroom cabinet. For four years, I bitched to everybody in sight about the inconvenience of living without a bathroom cabinet and having to put my shampoos and cosmetics on the floor. “Who designs such a tiny bathroom and then forgets to add a cabinet?” I ranted. “Why couldn’t a cabinet be placed behind the mirror, like in all normal bathrooms?”
“Are you sure there is no cabinet behind the bathroom mirror?” asked my sister who knows me better than anybody in the world when she came to visit me.
“Of course, I’m sure,” I scoffed.
“Well, let me check anyways,” my sister suggested and walked towards the bathroom.
I followed her.
“This is a waste of time,” I insisted. “There is no cabinet. I don’t know what kind of an idiot designed a bathroom with no cabinet!”
As I kept denouncing the evil bathroom designers, my sister approached the bathroom mirror, pulled it back and revealed a spacious cabinet behind it. She was kind enough to make no comment about the real idiot of that situation.
It seems like the lesson of the bathroom cabinet taught me nothing. Two months ago, I finally got myself a real desk and was very excited about it. Since then, I have spent a lot of time at this desk, working, blogging, doing research, shopping, etc. And in all this time I had no idea that the desk had this convenient and spacious slide-out drawer you can see on the picture.
Of course, there is progress, as evidenced by the fact that I didn’t need four years to discover this cabinet.
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