THIS is What I’m Talking About…

Guess what topic I’m returning to…


Have you ever walked into a public restroom in a desperate state of physical human demand (i.e. you really needed to go) and realized that the restroom was so disgusting…so filthy…so unbelievably horrible that you put nature aside and walked right back out in the same state?

Have you ever found yourself regulating your breathing patterns while in a hospital out of a fear that you’re going to accidentally inhale at the wrong moment and catch pneumonia as a result of your carelessness?

Do you pause in the middle of a handshake and for a split second despair in the realization that this might be one of those people that visits the stall, walks right past the sinks, and presents his/her unwashed hands in friendly welcome?

That’s right…I’m a germaphobe, and I’m projecting my fears upon the rest of you.

But even those of you who possess no fear of microscopic assassins have to be a little grossed out by this story from the BBC: Fecal Matter Join the Commute (pardon the British way of spelling “fecal” in this story).

Scientists from the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine swabbed 409 people at bus and train stations in five major cities in England and Wales.

The further north they went, the more often they found commuters with faecal bacteria on their hands – men in Newcastle were the worst offenders.

Experts stressed the importance of hand hygiene for preventing illness.

The bacteria found suggested people were not washing their hands properly after using the toilet, said the researchers.

Whether you call it faecal matter or fecal matter, that’s still gross.

Manual workers had cleaner hands than other professionals, students, retired people or the unemployed.

Oh, it gets worse…

“If any of these people had been suffering from a diarrhoeal disease, the potential for it to be passed around would be greatly increased by their failure to wash their hands after going to the toilet.”

Good luck in avoiding that diarrhoeal disease!

PLEASE…don’t pass up the sink out the way out of the restroom, even if you just went in to blow your nose. You might have picked up some “faecal” matter from a sink or counter. Scrub your hands with soap and water, dry with paper towels, and keep one paper towel around your hand while you open the door, disposing of it at the nearest non-fecal trash can.

Or at least pretend like you do for my sake.


5 thoughts on “THIS is What I’m Talking About…

  1. Chris Hunter says:

    Dude, you should see the nurses that I know and work with that don’t wash their hands after using the restroom.

    Sad but true.

    Sleep on that!

  2. Jana says:

    I’m glad to know I’m not the only one with this phobia. I wash my hands all day. Really, one day I counted 15 times just during school hours (Preschoolers are gross!).

  3. ryanaustindean says:

    Chris, you have deepened my intense fear of hospitals.

    Jana…*high five* I shudder to think what microscopic beings might be crawling and defecating on little kids’ hands, but they’re too cute to force away.

  4. Chris Hunter says:

    @Ryan – “Chris, you have deepened my intense fear of hospitals.”

    Good. Unless you’re really sick, you don’t need to be there. And if you’re visiting someone who is sick, make it a quick visit, bro.

    @Jana – I wash my hands so much that my skin cracks and bleeds. Literally. No joke.

  5. Jana says:

    @ Ryan – I didn’t know you were afraid of hospitals! Another weird thing we have in common.

    @ Chris – yeah, mine do too! It’s especially bad during the winter.

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