like breaths of fresh air
i spent a couple of nights in the past week catching up with old friends, it was definitely refreshing to hang out with people whose names previously existed only in the contact list of my phone's memory - i blame work and a fair amount of selfishness,
and i was glad i found time to hang with them, and as we talked of serious shit like tora chocolate balls and juvenile thievery, i found that i appreciated greatly their uncommon queries, ones that are asked with a genuine interest in their answers rather than a confused torrent of questions that sometimes masks pun with concern
finally
in the end, the final two wisdom teeth are out - which explains my couple of days of agony
at last, i got the call up...and just to spite me, i suppose, it's during the fasting month,
but ultimately, happy giler, don't know why, must be the meds
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public toilet
one of the many things i dislike about going to the toilet when i'm outside is touching the tiny bit of metal of the latch to the cubicle door,
like a friend said some time back, that small bit of latch or door "knob" is a "viral" connection between you and the previous user of the toilet - still catch no ball?
let's go over several scenarios:
ONE: a disgusting person who can't aim uses the toilet, since he can't aim, he has to hold his tool steady using his master hand (depending on preference, not necessary for right handers to use their right hands and vice versa, anyway this has no relevance to the topic) of course, since he's not in control of the liquid projectile he's spouting, his piss would dribble onto his fingers, after he's done, he''ll then reach out for the latch, with his now soiled but dry again fingers, and opens the door, u then come in, cannot tahan redy, and locks the door using the same latch,
TWO: we guys need to do the jerk or tug and pull to get the last drops of piss out before zipping up - of course, in doing so, even for us experts and "lao chiaos", drops of our liquid gold (signs of dehydration) will inevitably touch our hands, let's say the same person (as in scenario ONE) does this and now his hands are soiled...hmmm...i don't have to repeat the whole process i guess...
So to conclude, DON"T
1) Use the cubicle when you can use the urinal (of course, if you have stage fright and cant piss when someone's next to you, you should use the cubicle anyway, or whistle or think of waterfalls)
2) touch the latch at all costs...maybe use toilet paper
3) touch the latch without making sure that there is industrial strenght soap in the dispenser for you to disinfect your grubby paws after touching it
4) waste time reading posts like this ;) thanks for reading, anyways!