Dear Lady-Sitting-Next-To-Me-In-An-Extremely-Cozy-Translated-Cramped-Parisian-Cafe:I am not a handbag voyeur. Nor am I pursepocket. Lucky for you:) I am the Hygiene Hunter. While I was pretending to look at photographs I had taken on my camera I was really taking a picture of your lovely handbag resting on the floor. Pourquoi? To point out the perils to the purse carrying public.
Peril One. The person sitting next to you could inadvertently drop an oyster into your handbag. If that oyster fell to the bottom of the contents in your bag, you could be driven insane for days trying to determine, "Where is that smell coming from?"
Peril Two. The person sitting next to you could purposely drop an oyster into your handbag. If that oyster fell to the bottom of the contents in your bag you could be driven insane for days trying to determine, "Where is that smell coming from?"
Peril Three. There could be fecal coliform bacteria in the very spot you set your handbag on. I know. I know. Some people say that is the path to a healthier immune system. I am not some people.
Love,
The Hygiene Hunter
No, Eva, you are not "some people"!
ReplyDeleteOften in restaurant mens rooms, there's a lot of um, "spillage", on the floor around the urinals. When desperate, it's sometimes necessary to step in this to use the urinal. Guess what got tracked across the restaurant floor. Guess what that purse might be sitting on.
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