No way you touched that! At least it's a metal handle so the gruesomeness cannot soak in like a wooden handle. Seriously, I would rather pee in the grass behind a tree then touch a public washroom key. I would rather hold my bladder for 10 hours then touch that key. Trust me, I have done it before! I may need depends by the time I am 45 due to abusing my bladder, but at least I did not touch that key!!
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.
No way you touched that! At least it's a metal handle so the gruesomeness cannot soak in like a wooden handle.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, I would rather pee in the grass behind a tree then touch a public washroom key. I would rather hold my bladder for 10 hours then touch that key. Trust me, I have done it before! I may need depends by the time I am 45 due to abusing my bladder, but at least I did not touch that key!!
Correct. No touchy:)
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