I made a quick stop at a big box store this morning and overheard two of the checkout clerks chatting with a woman who had covered her mouth with the "neck" of her turtleneck.
"You don't really have flu, do you?" one clerk asked the woman -- who proceeded to nod her head yes.
"Where's the Lysol spray?" the other clerk asked. "We need Lysol spray. And those sanitizing wipes."
By this time, the woman in the turtleneck had scurried out of the store. I, standing nearby, realized I'd been holding my breath for several seconds. Deciding I'd do more damage to myself by keeling over than I would by inhaling, I chose the latter.
OK, I did use the hand sanitizer when I got to my car.
You can't be too careful.
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