Everything will kill you these days. Especially it seems, the things that I like. Tanning booths are as deadly as arsenic. Shopping carts are more germy than public restrooms. And now apparently my flip flops are “harbingers of death.” Seriously, WTF people? Harbingers of death? Cue the really scary music and complete over exaggerations...
I always just thought wearing my $3 flip flops everywhere would get me chastised by my father (also receiving a similar reaction are ripped jeans) who once proclaimed he would “buy me any pair of shoes I wanted, if I never wore those stupid flops again.” However it will also get me 18,000 different bacteria including Staphylococcus aureus (which I should be able to spell because I work in pharma, but alas I cannot.) Oooh just what I’ve always wanted!! A raging Staph infection! Yay...
Is there something about the rubber that adheres more easily to awesomely disgusting bacteria? Or is there another reason that my other sandals are less effective at killing me? Because I’m not really following the rationale behind the movement to smear flip flops. I have been wearing flip flops for more than half my life, everyday that is above 50 degrees, and so far I have successfully thwarted death. So I am thinking, now armed with this new information, as long as I don’t proceed to lick the bottom of my flops... I will be okay. Well fine, so maybe I won’t wear them around my apartment or let Bailey stick his face all over them... Ok come to think of it, fully rubbing Purell on everything as soon as I get home...
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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I saw this on the news and I was referencing it for days...I love when the blonde doctor comes in and says "There is really just about the same amount of bacteria on your desk or phone, than on your flip flops..." Great news coverage!
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