I went to the mall today and had to make a pit stop at the restroom. Now don't all you Republicans think this is going to be a sex post.
Before I returned to the mall, I washed my hands under the faucet which was motion activated and proceeded to the air dryer which was also motion activated. The guy standing at the urinal turns and walks out the door after completing his biological function. Not even a pretend spritz of water at the sink. My hands were dry and I followed him out. Where did he go? Right into the kitchen of Wendy's to start preparing food.
You wanna know where all that e-coli is coming from? Ugh. The problem is it probably happens more than it doesn't.
And I ask myself, why don't people wash their hands after they do their business? Are they in such a hurry and can't spare the 30 seconds? In this case, it can't be that they were afraid to touch contaminated utilities because everything was automatic. Heck, they did everything but wash your hands for you.
Surely these people can see the sinks and other people washing their hands. Are those only for the rich? The famous? The one's who have nothing better to do?
If you aren't willing to wash your hands for me, do it for yourself. Just so you know, if you're a non-hand washer, most of your co-workers know. We talk. We warn each other who has been remiss at the sink. See, we don't want to touch you. Shake your hand. Accept a candy that you might offer. You are unhealthy and unclean.
¡Llave sus manos, por favor!
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Monday, March 10, 2008
Llave Sus Manos
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eeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww. I do make a mental note of who washes and who doesn't. Since you wash your hands, you may touch me any where you like :-)
I not only wash my hands, but I usually open the door with the paper towel I use to dry my hands and when I get back to my desk I use hand sanitizer. I'm very germ-conscious. Ewwww...that was nasty about the guy going to Wendy's afterwards. I knew this guy who went to the bathroom..took him like 30secs..so no way did he wash..then he goes and puts his hand in the HUGE bucket of pretzel rods that one of the co-workers had on their desk. How nasty is that? Blech!
That is just foul! I also open the door with a paper towel, if it's the handle kind, and push with my shoulder if the swinging kind. I can't even wrap my head around not washing my hands, or even touching the nasty door handle after.
Blech! Did you call Wendy's and report his nasty ass?
PS: not sure what the deal is, but for days I haven't been able to see most of your blog. The Cher video shows up as just a square, and the blog stops at the bottom of it. No sidebar or links are visible at all. I thought it was a fluke, but it's not righting itself. Just thought I'd let you know, not sure if I'm the only one. (I'd have emailed instead, but no link!)
Hopefully they make him wear food handling gloves in the kitchen of Wendy's. I can dream, can't I?
Mother. Of. God.
Thanks for giving me yet another reason not to eat out.
ok, I gotta come "clean". I dont' always wash my hands if I go #1.
If I don't have to touch anything but my own penis (which was showered in the morning) then I'm ok with it.
We really aren't as germy as all that.
I DO however, wash after a #2. Always.
But, just to point out, you can wash all you want, but you still have to grab that bathroom door handle when you exit- effectively negating your wash.
cowbell--I have a suspicion your problems are related to Blogger and nothing either one of us can do. I've had troubles like this before and they ended up resolving themselves after I spent hours trying to fix them with no luck. I've been having problems with Joe.My.God.'s site. I don't see the problems here on YOY on my end although I had a bitch of a time uploading things this past weekend.
cb--please, please, please wash your hands after #1, too! While I'm adverse to germs, I'm also adverse to unknown smegma. While yours might pass my smell test, I'm not sure about the troll down in Accounting!
And when no one eats your dish at the potluck, it might not be your recipe! :)
In the case I mentioned, all things were automatic and there was no door. When I worked in corporate, we put a wastepaper basket just inside the door so you could use the following routine: relieve yourself, turn on faucet, wash hands, get paper towels, dry hands, turn off faucet with paper towel, use paper towel to open door, put paper towel in waste paper basket.
The guy who worked in the next cube from me was probably a bit like Dirk...he wouldn't touch ketchup bottles, or salt & pepper shakers, etc. in restaurants without using a napkin because non-hand-washers had used them before him.
Our local markets now have hand wipes just inside the doors so you can wipe off the handles of your shopping cart before you touch them!
Okay, so have I freaked y'all out?
I love that stores are putting out sani-wipes for the nastyass carts.
Also, with #1, there's the issue for guys of splatter. I figure a trip to the loo is a good reminder to wash hands regardless -- everything else we touch at work, phones, doorknobs, pens, keyboards, even our desks, it gets gross, and a little sudsbusting never hurt me, whether I need it or not!
And just so you know, I happened to be eating lunch when I came across the ill-timed "smegma". My keyboard nearly had a real mess on its hands. Er, keys.
OMG! I never thought about ketchup bottles and salt/pepper shakers. I totally overlook that & now am so grossed out. Good Lord the cheeseburgers I have lifted with my hands after touching the ketchup bottles. I might just be get sick now. Ugh!
When I worked in restaurants the rule was: wash your hands in the kitchen, even if you washed them in the restroom. Chances are the sink in the kitchen is cleaner.
Anyway, germphobes are known to be sicker, since they have less natural resistance. Anti-bacterial soap will be the cause of the next plague, you mark my words. But I do wash my hands regularly, especially at work, out of respect for others.
Interesting. I went to a Wendy's and ordered a taco salad. I could see the girl preparing it. She plopped a glob of chili out of the pot and in to the salad, with her gloved hand. The chili splattered on her other (ungloved) hand, so she licked it clean! Then proceeded to get my dressing and the cover for my salad and..well...you get the picture. She actually licked her hand. So, yeah, I got back to work and called the Wendy's in question, asked for the manager, told him what happened, and he apologized and offered to send me coupons for free food and assured me that he knew who the guilty party was and that he would take care of the situation. I've never been back to that Wendy's.
Damn! And here I've been craving a Baconator all week.
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