My summer cold is little abated. I went to a workshop yesterday - 60 some people - and a there were a few that wanted to greet me with the classic handshake. Since my hands were pretty much non-stop clutching a nasty old germ-laden tissue, they could be classified as a disease vector. I refused to shake hands.
No matter how nicely you explain that it's for their own good and that if they were touch my hand and then touch their nose, eyes or mouth they'd be likely to get my cold, people still seem offended.
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