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<p>That’s why I always close the toilet seat. :)</p>
<p>OF was not the one being called phobic. The person who drove around with the portable potty was the target of that IMHO perfectly justified remark. (I just went for “nuts.” 
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<p>BTW, I read a piece about the guy who had done research on the toilet-flushing thing. He just advocated closing the lid, IIRC.</p>
<p>I really have never seen anyone so sick until I went to Mexico. People’s eyes would turn yellow due to too much toxin in their liver, and be put on the drips for days. Even after they are well, it could come back again few days or weeks later. That kind of bacteria/virus probably could be transmitted from the toilet to tooth brush (do we feel disgusted yet?)</p>
<p>It’s possible, but only if it’s already in the system of someone using your bathroom. Unless someone in the family is sick, you probably share the same germs already.</p>
<p>The people terribly sick in Mexico often have organisms that aren’t endemic in the U.S. Amoebic illnesses, cholera, typhoid, etc. are still very common digestive infections in India, Africa, and other places, just not here. Where someone improves after treatment and then gets sick again, that may not be reinfection – it’s a flare-up of the organism that wasn’t eradicated from their system.</p>
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<p>No one called that phobic and no one called oldfort phobic. She just became spontaneously defensive.</p>
<p>Having consumed full meals in Yankee Stadium bathrooms, subway platforms and strip clubs, I am convinced of my invincibility.</p>
<p>This is why I want to go to Singapore…Indian street food that’s actually safe to eat!</p>
<p>In Singapore, you could probably eat it OFF the street!</p>
<p>I felt that way in New Zealand.</p>
<p>Japan is amazing for food cleanliness/safety, too. You can (and I have) bought raw fish in subway stations and on trains with greater confidence than restaurants in the U.S. deserve. Sometimes they aren’t even refrigerated at the point of sale because they are just that fresh and they are circulated with so much care.</p>
<p>My toothbrush fell in the toilet once - got a new one - obviously!!!</p>
<p>But I stayed with my grandma-in-law for Christmas one year. She was such a gem. She gave me and hubby her master bedroom and she moved into the guestroom. Then she had a room with two twin beds for our little girls. She ended up being kept up until midnight by our youngest who couldn’t get over the fact that she didn’t have a potty in her room and constantly got up to use the bathroom. So the next day I had good talking to of the youngest and that issue was resolved. But hubby and I turned off all the nightlights in the master bedroom (they were numerous), and we turned off the chime in the clock (it went off every hour). Then we broke the bed. We put a book under the bed post so we could sleep and had planned on turning everything else back on but we were so embarrassed about the bed that we forgot. I’ll bet grandma had quite a time recovering from our visit. So I was a bad guest to an awesome grandma :(</p>
<p>PhotoOP, you broke the bed?!?!?!? Oh, do tell. Hmmmm.</p>
<p>lol…you broke granny’s bed! </p>
<p>Was that from vacation sex?</p>
<p>DH once broke a bed in my sister’s house, before we were married. It wasn’t his fault. The bed slats didn’t line up properly.</p>
<p>yeah, yeah, yeah.</p>
<p>^^^ That’s what they all say. LOL</p>
<p>I am not sure how I got wrapped up in this conversation of CC, but I am hooked! My contribution is actually what the hosts expected from us, the guests! </p>
<p>I always offer to contribute a dish or wine or whatever is needed when I am invited to someone’s home and I do so happily. However, one invitation to a backyard BBQ was over-the-top! Among the requests on the invitation we received in the mail:</p>
<p>*Bring a dish to share
*Bring your favorite beverage
*Bring meat for the grill
*Bring lawn chairs
and the kicker…
*If you must go inside to use the bathroom, take your shoes off</p>
<p>We were (un)regrettably busy that day. ;-)</p>
<p>I got an invitation from an acquaintance for a “dessert party” in her home, using all-natural & raw ingredients. Fine, but she was CHARGING for this party, because she was sharing her “knowledge” with us. Like I don’t know how to shop for nuts, honey, and chia seeds. :rolleyes:</p>
<p>I decided I was busy that night too.</p>
<p>Have just been informed by a relative that I am a bad guest. I followed my mom & dad to the TV room at a dinner, where they proceeded to watch the volleyball game while eating dinner. The hostess later complained that I ALWAYS disobey her specific request to join the dining room (which generally doesn’t have enough space) or eat other than on carpetted areas. I was floored. My mom was also shocked, as neither she nor I had ever heard her say that we are NOT to eat in carpetted areas in the many, many years she has enteretained. I guess we’ve unknowingly been bad guests for decades, as I try to eat where there is room to sit and don’t like going outdoors where it is much too cold for comfort, even when we bundle up to go to her home.</p>
<p>I profusely apologized to her and told her I had NO IDEA that she didn’t want anyone to eat on her carpetted area, but was just unconsciously following mom & dad to eat. Sheesh. She went on for about 15 minutes about how I ALWAYS disobey her house rule when I KNOW it upsets her (even though it was news to me AND to mom when I told mom about the rule). Oh well, live & learn. I generally eat at her kitchen table, and that bothers her as well, for some reason, but it is more comfortable there than all being crowded around the dining room table that is trying to hold 50% or 100% more than it was build for.</p>
<p>Skewlcounselor - So what exactly were the “hosts” planning on providing? The lawn?</p>
<p>The image of having to go to the bathroom barefoot makes me laugh.</p>