Funny Mel Story that happened just now...I was going to the Men's Room at the office (dear penthouse)...
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Mel Profit (aka mel profit)
Jan 22 '16, 19:44
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No, it's not like that.
The cleaning folks have left. Everything is fresh and clean. The door to the Men's room has one of those silver colored metal plates that has the large square handle...you see them in offices and restaurants. I never touch the handle but put my hand on the plate that is around it. This time my hand slide...doooowwwwnnnnnnnn....
it was covered in what felt like medical grade gel...I was horrified. I recoiled like a cat who'd seen a snake. My balance is not good to begin with but with a healing left foot my balance is very off. My recoiling threw me very off kilter. I sort of banged into the opposing wall all the while clutching my hand, bent at the elbow and in a claw position...keeping it away from my face but sure that it was going to melt in front of my eyes like some 50's era Sci-Fi movie effect.
Taking a moment to gather myself (while checking to make sure no one had witnessed my feline freak-out) I straightened myself up and inspected my handclaw. It didn't seem to be damaged. It did not feel burned or infected. Tentatively I wiggled a few fingers...motor response was normal...then I considered...what next?
I figured that if I was infected with plague already I might as well sniff my hand so I gingerly, like a cat again, inhaled a few quick breathes. A slight antiseptic smell was present. This was Good. Mel likes clean smells. Closer came the claw and I could finally distinctly smell cleaning product.
One of those bastard cleaning people had simply been a bit too enthusiastic with the cleaning supplies. (Probably the jerkwad who puts the semi-used rolls of toilet paper all around the stalls so he doesn't have to replace them as often. This then produces toilet paper rolls which fall all over the place and then of course never get used).
None the less - I was saved. My hand wasn't going to burst into maggots. I smiled, untensed my hand and arm and entered the Men's Room (my elbow pushing the door open).
G'night and time to get an Uber home.
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