Chilled to the Bone

Today I decided to take my hand washing hygiene to another level. Instead of using the paper towels, which are more likely to carry bacteria, I opted to dry my hands using the hand dryer. Winter is awfully hard on the hands, but I've already stocked up on vats of hand cream and lip blam, so I threw caution to the wind and opted to be just that much cleaner. So I wash my hands with the Dermasoft hand cleaner from Huntington Laboratories with really hot water, just to mess with that bacteria even more and make my way to the hand dryer for a blast of hot water absorbing air. And what happens. It's fricken freezing.

What kind of non-thinking, generally sadistic person makes a hand dryer in a hospital blow out ice cold air? Doesn't this person know that I have to wash my hands like 10 times a day, in an effort to stave off the myriad of diseases floating around this place? Doesn't this monster know that getting cold when you're wet leads to unhappy and unhealthy feelings? How can I do my part in stopping the spread of disease if the hand dryer is working against me? Let's keep our eyes on the ball here people.

Today's Sing-a-Long song: "You Have Placed a Chill in my Heart" by Annie Lennox

HRH