Treppenwitz has a laugh out loud post out about his son, a toothbrush and some pretty nasty bathroom germs, that I think many of us can relate to.
It certainly got me thinking....
We each have our own personal comfort zone.
For some it's the "10 second rule". Others will employ that leniency only for dry food.
Drinking out of the container? (See Frum College Girl's post about tactics to keep roommates away from your food stash....)
Public washing machines? (We had a guest once who said that he was hesitant to use the public machines in his apartment building and could only bring himself to put his laundry inside by imagining "pretty girls" using them prior....)
What about the cook's hands in the kitchen? (Squeamish guests... stay at my dining room table please....)
Are you a "Purell Princess"?
What are your 'deal breakers'?