Here we go again on the subject of germs. Cooties. Nastiness. Smears. Petri dish level gross-out-ness.
From Yahoo!Finance today:
How germ-ridden is your office? If you’re a man, your workspace is more likely to be full of bacteria than that of your female coworker’s, a new study suggests.
Researchers looked at bacteria levels on chairs, phones, desktops, computer mice and keyboards from 90 randomly selected offices in New York City, San Francisco and Tucson. Through swab tests, the researchers identified 549 different kinds of bacteria in these offices, most of which came from human skin from the nose, mouth or intestinal cavities.
“We also found a surprising number of bacterial genera associated with the human digestive tract,” the researchers, led by Dr. Scott T. Kelley, an associate professor of biology at San Diego State University, wrote in the study.
The most contaminated surfaces were chairs and phones. Which is why I CRINGE when someone/anyone uses my telephone at any workplace.
“Men are known to wash their hands and brush their teeth less frequently than women, and are commonly perceived to have a more slovenly nature,” the researchers wrote.
Now that’s hilarious.
I love that word: slovenly.
Even though the workplace germs research was partially funded by Clorox, me believes it’s true, true, true.
Coworkers are cooties factories.
I used to work with a guy who was my second-in-line bossman and the men’s bathroom was nearby since we had such a small admin office. This guy would leave the bathroom while the toilet was still flushing. So naturally we knew that it was impossible that he’d even had time to wash his hands, even rinse them. And then there he’d be touching stuff all over our desks, handing us files, etc. while we nearly DIED. To make matters worse he had the nerve to bring in home baked “goodies.” Actually they were home baked cooties. I refused to partake. Refused. Even when I’d forgotten my lunch and my stomach was growling like a bear.
Careful out there. Especially if you have a weakened immune system. If you’re a nail biter like me, wait til you get home and then really go at ’em.
‘Tis the season for sore scratchy throats, runny noses, chest congestion, coughing, hacking, ear popping, can I please just get to sleep?! cooties.
So I thought I’d share some interesting facts about the common cold:
Every year, Americans fall victim to approximately 1 billion cases of the common cold, reports the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases.
For children, this causes approximately 22 million missed days of school every year.
The cold virus is often contracted by you touching a contaminated surface then touching your face. It can also sometimes be contracted by breathing in water droplets expelled when an infected person coughs or sneezes. So watch out for shared office equipment, including the microwave buttons, the refrigerator handle, the fax machine, shared telephones–especially shared telephones.
A cold actually begins when a cold virus attaches to the lining of your nose or throat. Your immune system sends white blood cells out to attack this germ. Unless you’ve encountered that exact strain of the virus before, the initial attack fails and your body sends in reinforcements. Your nose and throat get inflamed and produce a lot of mucus.
Several remedies can help alleviate the symptoms of the common cold and hasten your recovery including gargling salt water, staying hydrated by drinking lots of juice or water, and taking over-the-counter antihistamines or cold medications. Antibiotics, however, don’t work because viruses cause colds.
Hang on, springtime is mere weeks away. Wink.
An average adult can touch as many as 30 objects within a minute, including germ-harboring, high-traffic surfaces such as light switches, doorknobs, phone receivers, and remote controls.
Great. Just what you need: more cooties in your life.
This bit of information makes me look at coworker Brenda’s propensity to leave the bathroom without washing her hands even more strategically.
Use paper towels, people…paper towels to open the bathroom doors when exiting the bathroom. ‘Else you’ll have Brenda’s or Ivan’s fecal extravaganza on your mitts.
Coworkers with sniffles, with stuff in their noses, with their germy, bacterial fingers and hands all over the place.
That’s the Thing about October.
Why, you could do all you can to avoid the cold germ of others but inevitably you will touch something (the vending machine buttons, miscellaneous door handles, the coffee pot, Marge’s free peppermint candies, the copy machine handle, the fax machine buttons, random documents and folders, the elevator buttons…) and you’ve been infected.
Now you’ll have to endure two whole weeks of sniffling, coughing, aching, fever, phlegm melees in your throat and chest, your ears popping, your tastebuds compromised–all because someone’s unwashed hands or uncovered coughing mouth entered your personal space.
Especially at The Establishment.
The good news: Hand sanitizer’s on sale at your local drug store this week.
I feel you. I really do.