In Purell we trust

Mom and I met one of my sisters for lunch at a place called Noodles and Company halfway between Richmond and Falls Church and surrounded by big-box stores.

It was a nice meal, but I had to use the restroom, which is always a little sketchy. That is just what it was, not bad but a little sketchy.

There was only one toilet, no urinals, so after struggling in I locked the door. Then sat down on a public toilet. No hovering or balancing for me. I figure whatever kills me will not be toilet germs.

I am hoping this is true because after I got back into my chair, I went to wash my hands. The soap, though, was in a wall dispenser hung above the towel dispenser. Totally out of reach.