Yesterday was one of those days.

I walked into the washroom at work and promptly dropped my toothbrush. Even before I surveyed the damage, I knew it would never see the inside of my mouth again. When I saw what the bristles picked up during their momentary contact with the floor, I wanted to dispose of my shoes as well.

And to think that I’ve seen people go in there wearing only socks on their feet. It makes me feel ill.