I would like to avoid getting swine flu. Or any flu for that matter. Or a cold. And I suspect, just by living in LA, it may be a losing battle. Everywhere I go, people are coughing, sniffling and just plain breathing on me with their damn germs. I know, I know… I could just stay home and isolate myself for the next six months…. but here’s a novel idea: If YOU are sick or even more importantly, if your kid is coughing and hacking…. stay home! Spare your fellow passengers!
Yesterday, I wanted to treat my mom to a manicure/pedicure and lunch… a nice stress free girls day out for an out of towner. The nail salon was pretty busy, about 12 people strong, and in walked a smart looking, upscale young mom with her four year old in tow. Appearences can be decieveing.
The mother sat down and the kid proceeded to start coughing… of course she was to young to know to cover her mouth. And when I say coughing, she was hacking, nose dripping, wheezing. Being a kid, she touched everything she could get her hands on. Grabbing nail polish bottles to show her mom (picking every single one up), running around talking to everyone… coughing, spewing spit and infection everywhere. Bummer.
I wondered… If I were to nicely, very politely, ask the mom to keep her germ machine at home away from the general public, would she understand? Would she react with care and consciousness to her fellow neighbors? I mulled it over for 1.5 seconds, envisioning various responses…but knew the answer. The best outcome would probably be a glare. The worst would be a screaming harangue. I didn’t say anything. I pitied the poor nail stylist who had to sit mouth to mouth with the young infection bomb who finally curled up panting and dripping mucus onto her moms lap.
Yet, really. Isn’t that the thing to do? Put aside your desire to go out and mingle and stay home and care for your sick child… or yourself. It’s just plain courtesy. I know I’m bitching here. But this is a real problem.
Then we went to LAMILL, great coffee and snacks. Safe at last. But wait! There, two tables over, was another hacker. A guy, out having his coffee. At least he covered his mouth and used the napkin when he honked uncontrollably.