I don’t hate many things in life. Hate is a strong word. I have a strong dislike for certain things and people, but hate…not so much. As of yesterday, I have added to my “hate list.”
I hate automatic soap dispensers in public restrooms.
Allow me to let that sink in for a moment. Automatic soap dispensers. In a restroom. Hate.
You see, at work — and this is where most of the hate stems from, we have automatic soap dispensers in our restrooms. While this is nothing out of the ordinary, and one may argue it makes complete sense — efficiency, save the environment, cost-reduction…whatever. But quite frankly, I don’t care about any of those reasons. I hate automatic soap dispensers in public restrooms. Especially the ones at my work.
Let me share a little bit about where this hatred comes from and why it has ultimately resulted in me hating the damn things. For those of you who are unfamiliar with automatic soap dispenses…get out in public. It’s 2011 already. Seriously, if you haven’t used/seen an automatic soap dispenser, you really do need to get out a bit. Anyhow, I hate germs. I like clean hands. I judge people who don’t wash their hands after using the restroom. I judge those who simply run water over their hands and don’t use any soap even more. Honestly, what’s the point of that?
Back to the story…
So, me being a guy who hates germs, and being a guy who prefers to be clean, I wash my hands after using the restroom. I then use soap, rinse, rinse some more and then use three paper towels. Or I hit the lever thing three times. I’m OCD like that. I’m not talking rocket science. Someone who’s three could handle my routine. But then you throw in automatic soap dispensers and it screws everything up. Either I’m waving my hand under the damn sensor trying to get the thing to dispense soap, or worse, simply wetting my hands, and the automatic soap dispenser spits soap at me. And where does this soap land? On my shirt sleeve. And I really don’t like soap getting dispensed on my shirt sleeve.
Look, as I mentioned above, washing your hands is something you teach children at a young age. It baffles my mind how automatic soap dispensers — especially those in my work’s restroom, can mess my process up. When the stupid thing does work correctly, does it dispense the right amount of soap? Nope. So there I go again, waving my hand like an idiot trying to get additional soap. It frustrates the hell out of me. This is why I hate automatic soap dispensers. Is it fair to lump all automatic soap dispensers into one category? Probably not. But this is my blog, and my story, so I am going to lump all automatic soap dispensers into the category of hate.
So what does this have to do with business?
You may think your product offers convenience and value to your customers, but even the simplest, no-brainer product/service will have someone who doesn’t like it. Regardless of what you are offering, you can not please everyone. And business is not about pleasing everyone. It’s not about providing value and convenience to everyone. That’s alright. You’ll go broke, and insane, trying to please everyone. Instead, focus on the core group that you are providing value to, try and build on those who haven’t completely ruled you out and acknowledge and be aware of those who completely hate your product and write blog posts about it.
Note: Next time we chat, ask me about my position on troughs in public restrooms. It’s brilliant logic.