It’s amazing how many people don’t wash their hands after they go to the bathroom.
Substitute ‘disgusting’ for ‘amazing’ above.
I spend a lot of time in public toilets these days. Not in a Larry Craig way, just because I have nowhere else to go to the bathroom.
This morning I was brushing my teeth in the Wal-Mart bathroom when a man with explosive diarrhea came in. He was quick about his business.
I was gargling when he went for the door. Didn’t even rinse.
I can’t vouch for the women’s bathroom, but I would estimate that at least 70% of men do not wash their hands after using the restroom.
It makes me wash my hands even more thoroughly and then try not to touch anything on my way out.
But half the time I could spit on my hands faster than the water comes out of the spout.
Then hopefully there’s a trashcan near the bathroom door so that I can open it with a paper towel and then throw it in the can. If there’s not a can there, I can’t just leave it on the floor.
I either have to man up and open the door, or wait for someone to come in.
Sometimes I’ll pull the sleeve of my sweatshirt down over my hand and open the door that way.
After I get into the parking lot I burn the sweatshirt.
There’s a simple moral to all of this jabbering: Wash your hands.
Please.
Too funny, I thought I was the only grossed out person out there.
AMEN!! This has been a pet peeve of mine for decades. Being the germaphobic nurse that I am, you will always see me using the cuff of my scrub jacket or the hemline of my shirt if wearing short sleeves to open doors in any public place. Whether it be a restroom or a hallway door, the heebeejeebees are there (generally from the people who exited the restroom without washing their hands) Makes you think twice about accepting a handshake from someone doesn’t it? If I were you, I’d be brushing my teeth using a water bottle & a cup in the parking lot!