Things not to pick up
by Mandingo
I had just gotten off the subway car and was walking up one of the numerous flights of stairs leading to the street. I was rapidly ascending because I was skipping steps. At one point there was an old, disheveled looking dude a few steps above of me.
As I approached him, we were situated in a way that put his feet very close to, and at the same elevation of my face. He had a bunch of shopping bags with him and he was having a difficulty carrying all of them.
As I began to surpass him, something fell out of one of the bags. My quick reflexes instinctively made me catch it and give it back to him. But when I realized just what I had picked up, I immediately dropped it on the steps, after feeling nausea.
I then ran into a Burger King to wash my hands repeatedly. What did I pick up, you ask?... dirty underwear!
EEEW!
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