I never understood why parents thought that the more times they said something, the more of an effect that it would have onto us. I work at a pool, and we have towels for the guards/instructors to use after they work so that they don’t have to bring in their own. Most of these towels are lost and found ones that are left behind, but mind you they get washed daily. So these towels are by no means dirty, gross or unwashed. Each time they get used, they get tossed into the laundry bin and get washed right away. Simple concept to understand right? Whereas your towels at home, they get used for a week, 2 weeks, I don’t know how long you guys use them for before you decide that it’s time to wash them. But they definitely don’t get washed as often as the pool ones.
Anyways, the other day, I forgot to bring in an extra plastic bag to work so that I could put my swim suit in it (because I didn’t want it to drip all over my bag). Therefore I borrowed a towel from work to wrap up my swim suit in. I bring it home, it’s wet, so the most logical thing to do is to hang it up and let it dry. Why would I leave it in a ball in my bag to fester and grow mould (sp?) until I return to work. So I hang it up in my bathroom to let it dry. Low and behold, my mom notices with the whole sort of game “what does not belong” and interrogates me as to where the towel came from. I tell her that I borrowed it from work so as to keep my swimsuit dry and she freaks out about “hygiene”.
“You don’t know the condition of peoples’ skin at work! You don’t know how clean they are. At the hospital, we don’t let people re-use towels!”
Um…Okay, but I’m not working at a hospital am I?
- The towels get washed after EVERY use.
- We all share the towels together, so if someone had some sort of condition, I’m sure we would have all contracted it by now.
- We’re all grownups, if we had a skin condition, we’d respect others by bringing in out own towels.
- THE TOWELS ARE CLEAN.
See what I mean? And she goes on an on about how I don’t understand the meaning of hygiene and that I’m a dirty person. Okay, I get the fact that the towels aren’t mine, I don’t know where they could have been in the past. But I’m going to give the people at work the benefit of the doubt that they are responsible enough not to “spread aids” to the rest of us like she said they would. And hello, AIDS can’t be spread by skin-to-skin contact or else we’d all get AIDS by now.
My point being, don’t argue with me about things that are so trivial and aren’t worth arguing about. And don’t go into your room for 10 minutes and then come back out to argue and call me unhygenic again. I don’t care if that’s what you think about me, but stop imposing your opinions and ideas onto me. I will continue to use the towels as I see fit because it’s my skin, my work place, and my co-workers, not yours. If you don’t want to use other peoples’ towels, so be it. But I don’t care. That’s your opinion, not mine.
/END RANT.
