I’m not OCD, I swear. Or at least I don’t think I am. But some things just gross me out.
In RL people who know me know that I have a childish appreciation for body talk. Meaning things pertaining to bodily functions (which crosses over with my appreciation for bawdy talk 😉 but that’s not what this post is about).
Anyway, it’s not something I go around advertising because it’s not appreciated by everyone and people tend to look at me funny. You may even see/hear me pretending that I’m not amused by it, even when I really am. 🙂 Hey, I have children to set examples for and, unlike me, they haven’t yet learned how to turn it off in certain situations.
Some of my oldest followers may even remember a post or two that I did on “if it’s yellow, let it mellow” in a house of 11 people. One of the posts I deleted because, as with my hypocrite hippie post, sometimes I overshare. But essentially it was another instance where something body related stuck in my craw. (ETA: maybe I am OCD lol)
Long story short, I don’t think I’m grossed out all that easy, (and when I am, I’m usually simultaneously amused) but for some reason this is different…
Toilet paper roll arts & crafts.
Attention Parents: Please send your used toilet paper rolls to school with your child (during cold and flu season, no less) where we will use them to create cute animal crafts.
I don’t want to even think about people’s level of cleanliness in the bathroom, let alone let them bring something that they’ve…touched…while…well, you know,*shudder* into my child’s classroom. A classroom full of children who can’t keep their hands out of their mouths normally. Yeah, makes sense that we would let them handle EVERYONES used TP rolls.
If it’s a size thing, if you must have a 3 or 4 inch roll for a particular craft, can’t we all just take paper towel rolls and cut them in half or something?
Putting a general call out for used toilet paper rolls begs for things like this to happen…
Hang on, this warrants a picture so that you all can experience my horror…
See below >:)
(relax, it’s not THAT bad)
<—See there at the bottom? That’s TP. And not even my own. Ew.