Think of all the yucky germs one picks up during the course of the day, opening doors, handing over money, shaking hands, touching goods in shops, eating and then touching your face…eyes etc
lots of surveys indicate that not all people who work in the food industry wash hands after visiting the loo…
Its also known that a high percentage of men dont wash their hands after visiting the toilet and this the thought that pops into my mind when I have a meeting and a darling little man will hold out his hand…Eeuuurgh!
I know women do it tooo…
For those of you that havent yet realised
THIS THREAD ISNT ABOUT BABIES
having said that babies have dirty hands too and they usually rub them over your brand new white sofa… the dirty little beasts:D
Dont get me started on dirty hands. In the mens room I saw a food worker that didnt bother to take his glove off while urinating, but did take it off when washing his hands then he put the same dirty glove back on. I found that out when he started to wash his hands.
This is going to sound like the weirdest dating advice but my mother used to tell me to pay attention to the amount of time a man spends in the bathroom, if there wasn't enough time to clean the hands, forget him.
That was a pet peeve of hers. She always tries to have her hands full or occupied so she doesn't have to shake hands with guys.
And Brit - C'mon, some of the pak guys that visit us off the boat don't even close the bathroom door never mind wash the hands. Since I am a big believer in hygiene before eating (or anything for that matter), I have been known to remind grown men to wash their hands (nicely, of course).
Paki men also like to embrace each other. The first time I met Madhanee in NY he tried to embrace me and I felt very wierd I must say, I couldnt figure out why he was hugging me for a second then I realized oh I'd be damned, he wanted me to feel like home
Brit chick .... hmmmn im gonna have to have word with your parents!
Mama... perhaps you should send verizon to that restaurant again...just think a whole week with out having to cook...im sure you and the boys can survive on Chocolate!
Verizon being hugged by Madhanee all those years ago mustve been very memorable if you still havent forgotten about it!
Missy M... One of my fathers freinds will place his hand on my head and "Hello SON"
Son! hmmmph cant he see im wearing heels!
actually he calls all girls son...possibly because he didnt go to all his English language classes in 1970
perhaps he thinks all the offspring of your friends must be called Son
im trying really hard to figure out what brit chick meant, its usually not so difficult ...but im having a blonde day today...brit chick pm me what you meant please!!
I agree with Femme, after Verizon's story there goes the Thai restaurant I was planning to go to for lunch, I think I'll just heat the can of soup in my drawer, lol
AND YOU TRUST THE PEOPLE AT THE FACTORY WHERE THE SOUP WAS MADE?
do you know what kind of people they employ
dirty handed social rejects or worse...immigrants ..you know the mexican kind...and ontop of that they are all men and possibly a few of the pak men that couldnt get a job in Malaisia because they were too goodlooking.
Oh Lord
To be safe, your Auntie Daisy would advise that you eat nothing.....
cant be sure about anything!
^^ Thai resturant. OK well once in athai resturant I chewed on a piece of steak very chewy I must say, but it owuldnt break so I finally spit it out. It was a rubber band. I hope that rubber ban was not part of the glove.
^^ absolutely most of the time the food is pretty clean, it is the isolated incidents that stick with you. For instance from our grocer we got fresh fish and once we took the plastic of the package I/we noticed a white 4-6 inch snake or a worm. He/she/it ( couldnt tell the sex) was laying on top of the fish so it was not noticible at first, but once the heat in the BBQ got to it, it moved thats when I saw and was like Ok Mamio lookie ova heah, hayll we got ourselves an intruder.
The elders say salaam by putting their hand over your head…kind of like a respect thing…