FTW.
1. It occurred to me today that we’re all just a bunch of intestines, blood, organs and viscera, etc. Which made me think, “Thank God for skin.” But then we’re just these great big bags of skin, filled with intestines and blood and organs and viscera, etc. Ugh. And we touch each other.
FTW.
2. Again I am mystified when I see a hair on the train. A hair from someone’s head. Food they bought at some grocery store and then ate contributed to the make-up of that hair and that hair grew on someone’s head and survived multiple hair washings until it eventually fell out and landed on someone’s coat before it was walked to the station and it eventually fell. On the train.
I don’t like it.
3. There are millions of people who routinely urinate and do not wash their hands. Because they somehow think that it’s okay to touch things after a brief encounter with their own genitals.
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Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.
July 13th, 2008 at 10:11 pm
#3 – I’m with you. And what about the people you see on a daily basis, digging up their noses – with absolutely no shame, mind you. Those people are the same people that touch door handles, fresh produce at the grocery store, and heaven forbid, the same nasty people you will meet and have to shake hands with.
July 13th, 2008 at 10:13 pm
AMEN, Schokolate Madchen!
July 13th, 2008 at 10:17 pm
ok ewww – that’s a huge pet peeve of mine. wash yer hands people. no one wants to touchie touchie after YOU’VE touchie touchie’d yerselves.
July 13th, 2008 at 10:32 pm
“touchie touchie’d” cracks me up.
July 13th, 2008 at 11:13 pm
Have you seen the Bodies exhibit? It’s fascinating yet repulsive to see what really lies beneath the skin. Ugh.
Hairs don’t really gross me out that much. Weird, I know.
Wash yer hands people! If they’ve come in contact with your junk, then they need to be dunked!
July 13th, 2008 at 11:28 pm
I can’t tell you the amount of times I’ve seen people picking their nose as they drive. I guess it’s a favorite passtime in the car. I mean…seriously who would be watching anyway, right?…WRONG
July 14th, 2008 at 12:19 am
Tastiest post EVAR
July 14th, 2008 at 7:22 am
Bev – Yes, that’s a great example. It’s interesting and doesn’t make me ill until I look at a person and imagine all that stuff sloshing around inside.
Did you make up that junk/dunk comment? Goof!
July 14th, 2008 at 7:23 am
Besos – Ew. Maybe you should snap some pictures on your phone and shame them into behaving.
But, yeah, ew.
July 14th, 2008 at 7:24 am
Avitania – **Tastiest??*
July 14th, 2008 at 7:56 am
In regards to people picking their nose as they drive….my kids and I say….just cuz you’re driving, doesn’t make you invisible……
July 14th, 2008 at 9:48 am
You know I have morning sickness, right?
July 14th, 2008 at 2:11 pm
Um, ew. To all three. Shudder, shudder, shudder.
July 14th, 2008 at 2:21 pm
I like touching each other! I happen to know you like touching certain things too.
July 14th, 2008 at 10:04 pm
SleeplessInSimi – Seriously, I want camera phone pictures of these people. They have no shame.
July 14th, 2008 at 10:05 pm
Krystie Lee – D’oh! That’s right. I hope I didn’t trigger an episode.
July 14th, 2008 at 10:05 pm
Vittoria – EXACTLY. THANK YOU.
July 14th, 2008 at 10:06 pm
QTMama – I like touching each other, too!
Only, I don’t remember when we did that.
July 15th, 2008 at 1:04 pm
Two thoughts:
1. We’re all that, and fragile. Consider this carefully next time you drive. Bags of meat aren’t bulletproof.
2. Hair on the train, okay. Pubes in public, not so okay. I’ve seen those too. (Spray sanitizer in the purse? Check.)
July 15th, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Each OTHER as in … one person touching another. Not you and I, beefcake.
Just so you know – if we had done that? You’d SO remember. *wink*
July 16th, 2008 at 3:12 pm
OMG.
My sister thinks i’m weird because i imagine my skeleton doing whatever i’m doing at the time. Like driving. Or eating. Or typing this right now. I also have had the same thoughts about our internal organs staying in place because of our skin, and wonder what they look like when i’m running, or “other vigorous activities”.
and i thought i must be the only one.
July 17th, 2008 at 4:36 pm
Nothing… and I say NOTHING… is as foul as watching someone plug one side of their nose and shoot a large, glop of booger out their other nostril.
I see men do this out their car windows, while playing b-ball at the park, and various other equally inappropriate areas.
Hair on a train, jiggling innerds while I run, shoot even a few random strangers picking their nose I can handle. But oh no.. Boogers and mucus flying through the air? NASTY!!
July 19th, 2008 at 2:01 pm
I don’t really worry about hand washing. When you’re like me and just touching things with your genitals anyway, what’s the difference, you know?
July 22nd, 2008 at 11:31 pm
Mindy – I may love you for saying that you touch things with your genitals.
Which clearly means that something is wrong with *both* of us.
July 23rd, 2008 at 3:33 am
I’m a germophobe, so it tend to spend most of my day trying NOT to think about the afore-mentioned issues. I love winter, because I can wear gloves all the time and nobody finds it weird, and I don’t have to worry about having skin contact with other people’s filth. Also, I absolutely carry my own sanitizer and kleenex to use when I have to touch door handles or shake hands. If i’m about to have sex, my partner must go and take a hot shower and scrub with antibacterial soap. Of course, if done right, it counts as froeplay, so it’s not all bad.
Yeah, I have issues.
Also, skin is considered an organ. I’ts our largest one.
July 23rd, 2008 at 3:34 am
Also, I can’t spell to save my arse.