I’ve been going through old water and sanitation records this morning* for my gig with I News.
As I’m sifting through old files with piles of papers, I lick my fingers in order to peruse the sheets more quickly.
Which makes me wonder: I’m sure this isn’t the first time somebody has looked through these files. And likely, they were using the same finger-lick flipping method that I am.
Which means I may well contract some wacked out disease that’s been lying dormant and unassuming for the past 15 years.
*OK, so I wrote this a while ago. Update: I’m still alive.