Steve has never washed his hands after going for a wee - gross but I've got used to it.
He always washed his hands in the kitchen sink after a poo though, thankfully...
Until just now.
He wiped his bum then came out of the bathroom, saw that I was filling up a bottle of squash for myself and carried on walking.
I called after him "you not gonna wash your hands then?" to which he replies "nah, no drama's today" and came and sat down. If I'd eaten more than a single slice of bread all day, it would have revisited me at that point, but I've just had 2 litres of pop, a bottle of orange juice and about 500ml of squash all day today.
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