Cathy2 wrote:Hi,

I don't like my fingers getting wet. If I am eating something mess in a restaurant, guaranteed there is a pile of napkins collecting at my location.

I'm that way, too. I feel silly sometimes. Like, say, I'm eating ribs. So, after like one bite, I've got some sauce on my fingers and on my mouth. So I reach for a napkin to wipe it off. Even though the only thing that's going to happen is I'm going to take another bite and get sauce on my fingers and on my mouth. Bite, cleanse, repeat. Bite, cleanse, repeat. How many trees have fallen because of my need to do this?

Spotted this hands-free door-opener in the men's room at Kendall College last night:

Yes, but that opens up the Pandora's box of wrist-to-wrist transmission.

riddlemay wrote:Yes, but that opens up the Pandora's box of wrist-to-wrist transmission.

And it's also kind of awkward if someone is coming in the door. I much prefer the kind they have at The Municipal, which is a small L-shaped plate on the bottom of the door that allows one to just flick open the door with the toe of one's shoe. Simple, sanitary and safe.

At the Costco food court yesterday, the woman in front of me sat her child on the counter as the woman ordered and paid for a slice of pizza. Yes, I will have my pizza right where that kid's butt was parked-- hope that diaper wasn't full.

Full disclosure, I'm a mom, but my precious angel's butt has no germs whatsoever.

Jen