I'll never forget when I was at my first job after college and one of my coworkers and I were in the bathroom together and she just walked out and I could hear my mom yelling "don't forget to wash your hands!" and my chin must have hit the bathroom floor and I was like "how am I gonna get out of here without touching the door know, and how many of my other coworkerd don't wash their hands? and what else have they touched!?!"
That's when I learned to use a papertowel to get out of public restrooms.
It was a rude awakening needless to say.
Yes, I have Purell in the car... AND handi-wipes and Shout Wipes in my purse. Everyone says I'll make a good mom...
Oh wait! get this, my grandma always had disposable toiletseat covers in HER "pocketbook." At least I come by it honestly.
