I took the family to the petri dish that is Dismal Disney World last Friday. The thing that stood out on this visit was how many people were sick, and how many of these sick people did not cover up when they sneezed or coughed.

I think it was “Canadians-get-in-free” day. Those people are animals.  Remember SARS?

Seriously though, there is no excuse for that. I’m no germ-o-phobe, but it was really out of hand. One guy literally sneezed in my face as I was walking past. Standing in a short line for a ride, another woman hacked up a lung right next to my kids. This wasn’t a surprise cough or anything, where she couldn’t get her arm up in time. It built. She knew it was coming.

The topper of the night was when I was in the restroom. It was late in the evening, just me, the janitor, and one other dude, taking a leak. No, this isn’t the start of a gay penthouse forum story. I’m just making the point that it was not busy. I finished my business, stepped to the sink and washed up. The other guy looked at the sink and I could see him make the decision, “Nah, I think I’ll skip washing this time”.

What the hell? I mean, it wasn’t like he just pissed and walked out. He stopped and THOUGHT ABOUT IT and walked out without washing.

Later today, or maybe tomorrow, I’ll have a bit more along the lines of a “Disney/Orlando tips” post, if I haven’t turned you off from going yet. But the first tip is: Bring anti-bacterial soap. And a surgical mask.