I have always been a frequent sneezer and nose-blower (until I finally got the better of my allergies). I stopped using tissue when I realized how much it (a) costs me money, (b) uses up virgin forests and produces vile chemicals in its manufacture, and (c) (worst) rubs my poor nose all raw and makes it hurt for days after the sneezing ends.
So I use fabric: old T-shirts when I’m at home, handkerchiefs when I’m out. I don’t buy kleenex at all; I hope my guests would respect that (seeing as I produce far more snot than any of them, I think they usually do.)
If I’m in someone’s house and I didn’t come prepared, I will happily use their toilet paper. But I do my very best to come prepared. I once cleaned out an entire cottage of paper products (kleenex, TP, paper towels, napkins) because I hadn’t come prepared; I was so embarassed I re-evaluated my entire nose-blowing strategy.
I don’t mind TP over Kleenex in someone else’s house because it’s much more discreet. Imagine you are in your guests’ living room and you get the urge. Normally I excuse myself to sneeze/blow my nose anyway (if I get enough warning, which I usually do). I don’t like to hear anybody’s bodily fluids (particularly in polite company) and I don’t want to subject anyone to hearing mine. So since I’m leaving the room anyway I might as well go to the bathroom.
Also, now, imagine if you don’t leave the room, you just grab a tissue and blow away. Now, what do you do with your snotty kleenex? You have to either try to keep a tidy, discreet pile of nasty kleenex somewhere near you (or shove it in your pocket or up your sleeve); hope there’s a garbage bin within reach; or leave the room to throw it out. The only thing I want to do with snotty tissues is get them away from me as quickly as possible, so I can’t imagine option 1; if option 2 is out, only option 3 is left - and again, since you’re leaving the room anyway, might as well head to the can.
Nope, fabric. And, in the spirit of gigi’s post above - when there aren’t any clean ones, I use ::hangs head in shame:: my cleanest washcloths.
My guests aren’t expecting formality when they come to my place. Thank goodness.