Using things after a fat has touched them is fucking disgusting. I had to do some importing of some hard to get aftermarket motorcycle parts so had to travel to another country to get them due to the one I live in being stupid and not allowing me to import them via mail.  Long story short a ham was paying whatever stupid fee the government charges for it to import a trailer load  of genetics and used the payment terminal right before I had to use it. I picked up the keypad and it was covered in planet grease, since I was at the high security border crossing I could not scream in disgust and throw a waiting room chair at the fatass, who had only waddled about 10 feet away but instead had to pay and smile for getting anally violated by the government in import fees. I could barely hold the keypad, and could barely hold down my lunch. I ran (thin privilege is being able to not have to waddle) to the bathroom and washed my hands several times. I sure hope I don't catch it's genetics. Fats need to learn hygiene and learn how to not sweat like a fucking pig in an air conditioned office after sitting on its ass for 40 minutes. Guess the waddle from the cattle trailer to the beetus import office was too much for it's curves to handle.