Monday, July 04, 2005

Bathroom Germs

I'm not paranoid and I don't get grossed out easily. That said, I have an observation that I haven't heard before.

When you're in the bathroom stall, and you clean yourself up, you need to wash your hands because of the germs you may have just gotten. But you still need to touch some things before you get to the sink, like your pants, your belt, and the stall door handle (which is why I suggest washing your hands whenever you leave the stall, even if you're only in there to change clothes).

Finally, when you get to the sink, you wash your hands. But you won't wash your belt or your pants. And then, when your wife decides to be sensual and unfasten your belt with her teeth, guess what her lips are coming in contact with? Not very sexy, is it? Especially when you then kiss her on those same lips.

I don't have a solution, I just noticed. I guess those germ-conscious out there Just an example of the stuff that goes on in my head. I'm certainly not anal about bathroom hand-washing. It reminds me of what George Carlin says in Brain Droppings:

I never wash my hands after using a public restroom. Unless something gets on me. Otherwise, I figure I'm as clean as when I walked in. Besides, the sink is usually filthier than I am. I'm convinced that many of the men I see frantically washing up do not do the same thing at home. Americans are obsessed with appearances and have an unhealthy fixation on cleanliness. Relax, boys. It's only your dick. If it's so dirty that after handling it you need to wash your hands, you may as well just go ahead and scrub your dick while you're at it.
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