The handle is made of brass, I think, which I read somewhere is self-cleaning after a certain time, but I don’t think that’s true.
(Never mind, I just googled it while writing this, it’s called the oligodynamic effect! That’s fun. Here's a whole Wikipedia article about it. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oligodynamic_effect)
My brother coughs with his mouth open like a toddler even though he’s a 28(?) year old adult man with things like wages and a beard and a Tinder profile. I wear gloves more often and use my shirt hem or cuffs to touch things like traffic lights or power buttons or the fridge. I use my elbows to turn taps on and off.
The world feels like it’s covered in germs.
There was this video they showed us in food tech about cross-contamination, all the way back in Year 7, when I first learned how easy it was to give up. The video showed this bright pink gross sludge that got on everything, into everything, all from touching one little bit of raw meat; it got onto faces, into mouths, onto countertops, onto utensils.
It started there I think. From then on, I realised how much I touch my face and how unhygienic the world is.
Especially traffic lights. Eugh.
(I found the video, if you’re curious. https://youtu.be/nkVY08aqC28?si=biQhrMLJThTAZUxX)
It also didn’t help that a little while ago there was a worms scare in my house -- worms as in pinworms/threadworms, the disease reserved for Victorian children and dogs. That’s what started the compulsive hand washing and the taps with the elbows thing.
I have this irrational fear that, for some reason, one particular bacteria is going to get very big and aggressive when I turn my back. Like a superbug except, you know, physically large. And angry. I have the same fear with actual bugs, like that movie Enemy with the spider, or Cloverfield with the things in the subway.
I have this irrational fear that, for some reason, one particular bacteria is going to get very big and aggressive when I turn my back. Like a superbug except, you know, physically large. And angry. I have the same fear with actual bugs, like that movie Enemy with the spider, or Cloverfield with the things in the subway.
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Grim. |
I think I should get diagnosed with something, but I don’t know what exactly.
Wash your hands, folks. Not like I do, though, because I wash my hands so hard skin starts coming off.
Wash your hands the normal amount.
Song of the day: Strange Overtones by David Byrne https://youtube.com/watch?v=YdLvyzR0ihE
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