Gross bathroom behavior at LAX
Maybe it’s the delirium from 20 hours of traveling back from Australia with another 12 to go (that’s air-time and wait-time), but as I was dutifully washing my hands at the Los Angeles airport bathroom, a middle-aged well-dressed dude walked in eating an apple. I pulled a Howard Hughes and got a little compulsive about my hands, to see what this guy would do. He wandered around the bathroom, looking for an empty stall, all the while eating his apple.
He went into a stall while continuing to eat his apple.
I left.
He went into a stall while continuing to eat his apple.I left.
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I have to admit, I only wash my hands in a public restroom if I have to touch something other than myself. If the door is standing open, and I can flush with my foot (or it is automated) then I'm perfectly content not to wash. Whatever I got on myself from touching myself is ok because I already had it. Washing up in a public restroom, in fact, is creepy to me. I don't want to touch the flush handle, I don't want to touch the sink handles, I don't want to touch the paper towel dispenser, and I don't want to touch the door handle. I still feel a little weird (like people might think I'm crazy) when I gather paper towels first and then using them both to dry with and as gloves to touch all the things I don't want to touch.