So last evening while hanging out in the ICU waiting area at one of the local hospitals with my sweetie and his family, I excused myself to go to the ladies’ room. The ladies’ room in that area has two stalls. It also has two soap dispensers, two sinks and one paper towel dispenser. When I walked in the restroom was occupied by one other person. She was washing her hands, and left about the time I got the door locked on the first stall. Another individual came in as I was finishing my business and went into the other stall.
Upon concluding my business, I stopped at the sink to wash my hands. I was doing just that when the other individual came out of her stall, making a beeline for the door without giving so much as a moment’s hesitation to consider washing her hands. As the door closed behind her, I said one word — “Seriously?” — to her retreating back.
Yes, I’m probably fortunate she didn’t come back to confront me (although I think I could have taken her) but I meant what I said. Seriously?! She was in a hospital where people are often sick — and contagious. She utilized a public restroom that had been utilized by who knows how many people prior to her occupying it, and who knows what those individuals had been exposed to, and she didn’t even stop to wash her hands? Seriously? Gross. Even if that isn’t something one does normally — I’m not discussing that right now other than to say “gross!” — I would think one would take the time in a hospital of all places. I swear, people scare me.