Unfortunately, lift buttons fall into the same category as doorknobs, water faucets, handrails, money and humans. They can't be trusted. I never touch lift buttons without protection. On the rare occasion when I feel like being dramatic, I will press the lift button with my knee. This action protects you from germs and is an excellent flexibility challenge. Avoid this move if you are wearing a short skirt, tight pants or a cast. I once encountered a self-sanitizing toilet flusher, but I was skeptical. My foot still had to do the dirty work.
Three verifiable things about me. One. I am an only child. The concept of sharing, therefore, is foreign to me. Two. I am a Virgo. The sign regarded as a perfectionist. Three. My mother raised me to be meticulously clean; compulsively tidy. According to my mother, "You have taken this clean thing way too far." I disagree. Apologies to my mother.
Nature or nurture? Who knows? Who cares? I have not been diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Nor would I label myself a Cleanaholic. Or a Germaphobe. My world though, is definitely a unique place. One where doors open magically. Hotel mattresses are pristine. And estheticians never double dip.
I live in this world without a bubble or a honeycomb mask. About 15 years ago I got tired of catching the flu du jour and became ever more so hygienically vigilant -- perhaps obsessively so.
I use my elbow.
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