1 for my wife, other for my sister. I wouldn’t share anything with her. Not because of germs, mind you. Because I don’t like her.
As long as they aren’t sick, it’s no prob with me.
I second what slm2955 said.
The only time I’d avoid drinking the rest of my mom’s soda or finishing off my SO’s mashed potatoes would be if 1) they were currently sick with something transmissible or 2) had a visible cold sore. Normal germs ain’t got nothin’ on my immune system.
I would never share a toothbrush with anyone, though. They’re cheap and it’s easy to buy a 10-pack at the dollar store. Stick it in the closet for last-minute guests or emergencies (like dropping it in the toilet, oops). But that’s different, a used toothbrush is more like a used washcloth. I wouldn’t rub someone else’s buttgerms on my butt. I don’t want to share bits of food and microscopic plaque with anybody.
I have little kids. If they haven’t completely mashed up their food, I’ll probably eat any bits they leave. Meh. They’re all over me all the time. Anything they have, I’ll get.
Husband? Anything he has, I’ll likely get. I’m not worried about sharing germs.
With an SO, or family and close friends, no real huge issues. However, for me, it’s more to do with ***sampling ***rather than finishing off someone else’s meal or beverage.
Theater people are very tactile, social creatures, and very often we go out as a group for meals. It’s not unusual for us to ask to taste each other’s choices, such as a new microbeer or an intriguing dish.
However, even with an SO or immediate family member, I’d probably still just sample. I wouldn’t be entirely comfortable doing anything else.
Ewwww! No for both! What makes it less likely for me to catch something from someone just because they are a family member or a significant other? They’re still human and still full of germs. So am I, and I don’t want to make them sick either.
Anyone who thinks there’s less of a chance they would get sick from doing this, gets what they deserve.
1 for the SO but a 10 for close relative.
Didn’t vote on the relative part of the question; I haven’t seen a relative regularly for over a decade.
I’m a 1 with a SO. It even got to the point that my (now ex-)fiancee and I would sit on the same side of the table at a restaurant, sharing food, drink, utensils, etc. It began as cutesy “aww, let me feed you a forkful of food!” playing, and just became how we ate. It felt very primal and comfortable, like we were truly a “whole” rather than two autonomous people.
Hell, I’ll drink after my* dog**, when she jams her snout into my drink for a little sip. Certainly no issues eating/drinking after humans that I know pretty well.
- But only because I’ve never caught her eating poop.
There wasn’t a lot of affection in my household. When I went to India, however, I clearly remember the first time my cousins and I sat down to eat. They put the subzi (vegetable) in one big plate and everyone got a stack of rotis (bread) and we all just ate out of the middle.
I was incredibly touched by this closeness and familiarity and I loved it.
At 36, I am a little less inclined to share food with a family member, but not that much, and I absolutely would still sit down the same way in India. There’s a reason why they called me “milapdi” - ‘gets along with everyone’.
I had to include other, because while most of my relatives are welcome to share my fork and glass, my crack-whore sister isn’t getting within 10 feet of them.