You know, maybe it’s just me. Maybe it’s because I work in a health/safety conscious environment. Maybe it’s because I wash my own hands approximately every three minutes while I’m at work. But it never fails to appall/gross me out when someone uses a public toilet and then doesn’t wash his/her hands…most especially in a dining environment. I’m starting to believe that when people dine out, they are not in as much danger from the restaurant staff as they are from the people sitting in the booth behind them. Like, you know, the people who change a baby’s diaper IN THE BOOTH because the nice changing tables are so inconveniently located out of the view of the other patrons.
Um, also? Spitting, if you MUST do it, is for OUTside, not INside, not even in the garbage can…particularly when that garbage can is located about 18 inches away from the blender I use for mixing milkshakes, you disgusting pig.
Today was just one of those days when I walked out the door thinking “What the hell is wrong with people?”