On Thursday night I had the pleasure of dining with the fabulous Robin Brande, author of Evolution, Me, and Other Freaks of Nature, and PJ Haarsma, author of The Softwire. PJ's lovely family was there as well. So was a terrific school librarian and several of the staff of Changing Hands Bookstore, including the amazing children's book buyer, Faith, who never seems to rest, and Faith's wonderful parents. It was a great little party.
We went to this cool gourmet pizza place called Picazzo's in Tempe.
We talked about very important things like wheat gluten and Sharpie pens, and then Robin let me try her sacred book signing pen. It was so amazing -- I *had* to have one. So Faith's mother invited me over for coffee and said she would give me one of her Sharpie Ultra Fine Point pens if I came over. Isn't she so sweet????
Anyway, after dinner I went to the rest room and there...
in the restroom was...
a carafe...
of mouthwash. With cute little disposable cups.
The mouthwash was blue.
And so I dragged Robin into the bathroom to show her this interesting development in restroom etiquette. And then we had a great little discussion with Faith's mom about religion and the church right there in the bathroom, all the while urging patrons to try out the mouthwash.
The thing about the mouthwash, though, that still niggles on the edge of my brain, is the thought of all those strangers spitting into the same sink.
Is that weird?
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7 comments:
I dunno, as long as they're not licking the sink, I think it's okay. Anyway, not really much different from a public water fountain, right? (Yeah, I know those gross many people out too.)
You talked about wheat gluten?? I hope you talked about how evil it is. Because it is. Evil. I actually had pizza in a restaurant (they actually had gluten-free crust) last week for the first time in forever, and it was soooooo good.
We did talk about the evilness of wheat gluten. Two in our party suffer from its ill effects. This pizza place had gluten-free crust, which is why we went there.
Pretty cool you can eat pizza now, Jolene!
I don't think that's weird at all, Lisa. You know what would bother me about that mouthwash? I'd be afraid someone had spit in the carafe.
Well, unfortunately the place I went to was in New York, so I won't be going there too often! Oh well, probably best for my waistline anyway...
My gym has mouthwash with a push-down dispenser, so nobody can spit into it. The gym provides little cups, too. I see more mucousy spit in a drinking fountain than in the sink.
Okay...You are worried about the multiples of people spitting in a sink that you will never touch. (other than the hold and cold handles). Lis? What do you think goes on in the toilets? Cuz I would really be more concerned about the peepee that is probably all around the toilets. That peepee gets on the bottom of your shoes and then at some point you go home and take off your shoes with your hands. And even if you kick your shoes off instead of using your hands, that peepee is still on the bottom of your shoes and eventually transfers to your floors.
The spit in the sink is perfectly safe because the germs are being killed by the alcohol in the mouthwash.
I'm really surprised that you have not thought of this.
Carey<---your friendly neighborhood germaphobe just dropping by to help you. :)
that should say hot and cold, not hold and cold.
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