Touching me Touching you – So many ways to meet a swine
By NewHampster on May 2, 2009 at 3:55 PM in Current Affairs, Influenza Pandemic
Don’t Touch that dial! Use your sleeve to open that door! Use Purell, wash your hands. Don’t touch your face.
Stay at home locked in a bubble.
Touching me, touching you. How many ways are there to touch each other?
Seriously.
Yes, I am a Red Sox fan and Sweet Caroline is our song that replaced the dearly loved Tessie due to political correctness.
But today I wanted to write to those who fear the touch. In reality you are screwed so why bother.
Today I got to work and made my coffee grabbing the bag of Pete’s. Who may have touched that bag while it was on the shelf? When the coffee was ready i retreated to my office, sat down and pulled out the banana I brought from home. Who touched that banana, what snotty nosed kid picked it up and put it back?
Come on, let’s all think of what we touched today. I even used my Purell today after putting the gas nozel in my car. Then I went into the store and grabbed a coke from the cooler and a pre-packaged sandwich(fresh today). I touched the handle of the door walking into the store then the handle of the coke case and the coke bottle itself. Then i picked up two or three sandwiches before deciding to take the roast beast. 3 more touches. Then the real biggie.
I reached in my pocket and pulled out my cash. Yeah, that stuff must be real clean. Gave the check out guy my $10 and took change back. A couple of bucks, a nickel and a penny or two. Oy how many touches was that encounter with a guy who touches a boatload of people every day?
But back to work. I touched my bosses keyboard when I had to fix his latest brain fart then I touched my intern’s keyboard in order to start a new process i was showing him.
I came home to meet a plumber who is here now trying to take my last dollar. While he’s fixing a toilet for more than it would cost to replace it, I went and got the mail. Ah, the mail person touched my mailbox handle but the mail peeps along the way also touched my mail. Better put on gloves before I open the mail.
Is it just me or do you see the futility of trying to avoid the flu? No I won’t be touching strangers in the subway or asking the person in the elevator to cough my direction but beyond the extremely obvious I think there is only so much we can do. It’s like the WHO official I heard on the radio said. Perhaps the only really truthful thing I’ve heard this week. He said that trying to contain the virus is a waste of resources, we have to put our money into the comfort of those who catch it.
I’ll go further. I never wash my coffee cup at work. I rinse it. I don’t wash the coffee pot either. Growing up, my family had a community cup in the bathroom that we all used to rinse our mouths with. Now that is gross.
I rarely get sick and I am convinced that those who raise their kids and themselves to avoid germs are the ones who get sick most often. We are social animals and we need to share our immunities and our pathogens.
Oh yeah. I never wash my hands after using the public restroom because one, I’m a lazy ass guy and two, I think the towel holder or hair dryer are both filthier than my dinky.
Cross posted from Partizane.com

















