First of all, you were just in poop's inner sanctum. POOP. It lives and breathes in there, plotting and scheming. Some day, there will be a massive poop uprising from all of the unnatural bacteria we're creating in our guts with all of this stress and the chemicals we put in our bodies, and the poop will take over. Does that make you feel as though the bathroom is a very sanitary place? Um, no.
Secondly, you touched the light switch, the toilet lid, the toilet paper holder, and the toilet flusher, even if your hand never actually came into contact with your own hoo-hoo. All of those things have fecal matter on them from someone else who had fecal matter on his or her hands. I'm not worried about the hoo-hoo germs. I know pee is sterile. It's that poop on the surfaces in the bathroom with which I'm concerned. Geez.
Finally, if you're a lady, when you peed, microscopic particles of (what else?) poop splashed up onto your behind when your pee hit the water. So when you wiped your nether regions, your hand probably came into contact with someone else's poop, as well.
Then, after all of this, you came out and touched everything in sight and just spread the feces around while the voices in my head screamed, "I KNOW YOU DIDN'T WASH YOUR HANDS!!!! OH MY GOODNESS, THERE'S POOP EVERYWHERE!!!!" How was I supposed to concentrate with all of that noise?
So is it really too much to ask for 30 seconds of your time?
WASH YOUR DAMN HANDS.
from vanesfirstworldproblems.blogspot.com
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