Uh… shouldn’t you wash your hands or something?

Like velvetjones I’m kind of the opposite of a germophobe. I’ve never understood how it was supposed to work (what are “germs”? what’s so dirty about dirt? etc) and I used to be very much of the “might as well keep my immune system on its toes” mind.

However, I know that I can only get a cold through contacting the spit of someone else who has a cold. And if I don’t live with/work with/otherwise share space with anyone who’s had a cold lately, any cold I get is one I can reasonably safely assume came from touching something that someone with a cold touched.

(I have noticed that most of the time I get a cold it is within a day or two of taking public transit, which I do rarely.)

I don’t like getting colds. They suck. So this is why I wash my hands after using the toilet. It is not because I am worried about toilet germs; ever since that previously-mentioned Staff Report, I am quite comfortable in my disbelief in such things.

I do it because it’s wise to wash your hands regularly (with warm water and non-anti-bacterial soap), to keep the cold germs off them. And the most common opportunity to do that is after I’ve used the bathroom.

Also I try to wash my hands before eating, because I like to eat with my hands, and when I wash my hands it produces a swirl of brownish gray that I would rather be down the drain than in my tummy.

I’m kind of bipolar when it comes to hygiene. I’m really picky about storing food properly, not cross-contaminating between raw and cooked meat, making sure stuff is cooked properly, and chucking out stuff that’s been hanging around. But as far as general dirt goes, I’m really not fussed. I get a cold maybe once or twice a year, if that (the frequency has gone way down now my girlfriend has been a teacher for a couple of years – she brings home every strain of cold under the sun and I hardly ever seem to get anything worse than a tickly throat for a few hours) and I can’t even remember the last time I got a stomach bug that made me sick. (I haven’t thrown up in probably 15 years and, probably because of that, am slightly phobic about the idea of it…)