i'll be ready when the deadly virus spreads

Last night, we watched the movie Contagion. I knew going into it that it wasn't going to be a fun uplifting movie, but I wasn't prepared for the amount of paranoia that set in afterwards. 

I've never been one to worry about getting sick (well, other than for a week before I go on any kind of vacation).  I've always had a strong immune system, I rarely get sick, I eat undercooked foods quite often and never end up in the hospital, etc.  But after watching this movie, I got up from my chair and washed my hands - for no reason.

The thought of going to work was especially difficult.  People touch everything - time clocks, door handles, food - and never wash their hands.  I've witnessed it first-hand.  The chef walks into the cafeteria after coming in from his smoke break, sticks his nasty cigarette smoke laden fingers in one of the trays of food, and takes out a piece of something, puts it in his mouth, and proceeds to do it again!  It's disgusting.  I'm not even going to go into how dirty the bathrooms can be.  I can just imagine how quickly a deadly virus would spread around this place.  And my bottle of Germ-X is almost empty!

After walking into my office, making sure not to touch anything with my hands (which is a very difficult task when you have to pull 3 doors open to get in), I looked out of my window and saw this sitting on the table in the common area.

Can you hear the angels singing?

This was the answer to my germophobic prayers.  A monstrous two-liter bottle of hand sanitizer.  After noticing the look of pure bliss on my face and the fact that I was on my knees worshiping the giant bottle of clear cleaning goo, one of my co-workers told me she had found it sitting around her house and thought we might want it in this filthy place.

I wonder if she has a case of surgical masks kicking around her house as well.