No wonder I don't like to go out at lunch....

I'm sure you've all done it before...

While you walking down the street, talking to your friend, you're not really paying attention to where you are going. Especially, if your friend is tall, and you're looking upwards, your peripheral vision is then limited. i.e. you can sort of see what is in front of you as you walk and talk/listen, but not what is below your feet.

Maybe it was a blonde moment. Maybe I washed my hands too long with that wonderful anti-septic hand soap (which later came in very handy) and killed some brain cells. Maybe I'm just too polite because I pay attention to whoever is talking to me...

Whatever it was, I didn't expect to step in something.....squishy. And eeew! Birds are picking at it....at someone's gross vomit! But the thought of stepping in that is just....ick! Horrible horrible hygiene!

So walking back to the office, I'm wondering how to get it off my shoe (if there was any stuck to my shoe at all). Meanwhile, as my friend is still chatting away (and I still have to look up because, yes, she is taller than me, and even taller in heels), I've got these thoughts running through my head.

1. There isn't any grass where I work so I can't shuffle my feet across grass.
2. It is a nice sunny day and no rain at all.
3. My office has carpet.
4. There is a nasty stomach virus going around...
5. I work in a hospital

So back where my office is, I go in, drop off my stuff (while trying to keep my steps in there to a minimum) and quickly go to the washroom. Woohoo! Anti-septic hand wash! Grabbing many many paper towels, dipping it in water and soaking it with soap, I wipe off my shoe. Several times. And then I washed my hands, several times. And I mean several times.

Stupid germ emergency is averted. My office carpet was saved from yucky germs. And the bottom of my shoe is now relatively clean.

At least I wasn't wearing my high heels when it happened....I might have slipped and that would have been a disaster!