The Sweaty Phone Story

I almost forgot about this, so I decided to post it here lest it get buried in Mel's blog.

A few years ago, I was working at the customer service counter at the grocery store. A man came and asked if he could use the phone. And so, being one of those rare kind and reasonable customer service people, I let him. A few minutes later, the man - who was sweating profusely - handed the receiver back to me. It was extremely wet and completely nasty. Then I, as discreetly as I could, raced to find disinfectant.