I still touch things like the restroom and stall doors, the toilet paper dispenser (cause it’s never just hanging there perfectly) and the sink fixtures.
You know, I’ve never seen a bathroom that has a trifecta of automation: autoflushing, automatic sinks and wave-your-hand-for-a-towel dispensers. Throw in a revolving door and that’d be the cleanest restroom ever!
Yes. Washing your hands is the best first-line defense to prevent getting colds and flus. When I am in the men’s room I take full advantage of the opportunity.
It’s not about cleaning up from urination. It’s about cleaning up from simply being in the world. Everybody should wash their hands half a dozen times a day, give or take, to remove the buildup of dirt and microorganisms collected from the aforementioned pens, doorknobs, etc. Bathroom visits are merely a convenient excuse to perform the handwashing function. In fact, for all the difference it makes, one could wash one’s hands immediately upon entering the bathroom, before pissing, and the health benefits would be more or less the same.
There’s a restaurant adjacent to our Renaissance Faire site that has all of those technological wonders in their restrooms and the door opens out as you leave so you can push it open with your elbow or a foot if you’re that paranoid.
All we need now are autoshake urinals to get that last dribble off and autowipe toilets. (Actually, I think Toto makes a line of bidets that get awfully close to this.)
Well the germs are from the hose, not the stream. Sometimes I will try to aim hands free and flush using my foot in which case I don’t feel the need to wash my hands if it’s a doorless bathroom.
There used to be something like that in Penn station. It just looked like a little hole in the wall, but it was actually this elaborate full service device.
I agree with this. I don’t regard washing my hands as something I have to do because I have somehow soiled myself while urinating. I view being in the bathroom as an opportunity to wash my hands.
I always wash my hands (and expect others to do the same) for one very simple reason: courtesy. I imagine that most guys would not thrust a hand in their pants, feel their junk, then reach out for a friendly handshake, but that is essentially what you’re doing if you don’t wash up. Blech.
(And while we’re on this topic, flush the damn urinals, people! Gad, I hate that!)
There’s a rest stop on I-90 on the Montana/Idaho border that has little individual rooms instead of stalls, automatic toilets, automatic soap, automatic faucets, and automatic hand-dryers. It’s like the bathroom of the future, and it’s awesome.
I’ve read a few articles lately (TIME had one a week or so ago) that our increasing pandemic of food allergies is probably due, in part, to our fastidious avoidance of germs. Seems the kiddos are developing hypersensitive immune systems because there’s nothing around to “toughen 'em up.” So being afraid of a few germs on a door handle seems a bit much to me. 'Course, I roll around on the floor with my big yellow dog and share my peanut butter sandwich with her sometimes. And, I’m pretty healthy.
All you guys talking about automatic urinals, I’ll do you one better; Flushless Urinals. Basically, the urinal uses no running water, is “permanently coated” with some kind of teflon-ish material that keeps water from sticking to the inside of the urinal, and has a special drain with a layer of oil floating on top of the sewage water beneath. You pee, pee sinks under oil, oil seals off opening from any pee fumes or whatever, by some means or another. Designed to help conserve water.
That said, the first time I saw one of these, it was in a bathroom with one of those push-button faucets that had only one setting: Full Blast
Bingo. It is unbelievable that men don’t wash their hands after handling their penises and then touch door handles, computer keyboards, light switches, etc. Those that don’t wash your hands, start today.