I have not yet bitten the bullet: my industrial-strength shower head moves the wet stuff around with something resembling vigor, even in these days of drought, and my toilet would please Al Bundy. And I don’t particularly care, since my water consumption is barely meterable: I think I’ve hit the 4,000-gallon mark one month in the last hundred.
Mind you, I’m not going out of my way to use up the world’s precious supply of dihydrogen monoxide: the sprinkler has not been taken off its shelf in the garage in about a year. But one of the few joys afforded by Federal regulation is looking for ways to adhere to the letter thereof while whizzing all over the putative spirit, as we see here:
The last three hotel rooms I have stayed in have had double shower heads, to make up the lost flow from wimpy government-approved single heads. This process of cutting back on how much a single head can flow and then adding extra heads is incredibly dumb and wasteful.
But predictable, if you have even a passing familiarity with the Law of Unintended Consequences. (And if you do, consider yourself disqualified for any position in the executive branch.)