Soap is an odd thing.
Spend an evening at a friend or relative's home. Sleep in their guest room or on the couch.
Wake up in the morning. Climb out of bed. Head to the bathroom in order to take a shower.
Remove your pajamas. Turn on the water. Step into the tub and reach for the bar of soap resting in the porcelain dish alongside the shampoos and conditioners.
Lather up.
Lather up with the same slice of soap that untold others have also rubbed over the most private parts of their body.
It's odd. Right?
Most people are more willing to share a random bar of soap with an untold number of strangers than a pair of clean underwear with a lifelong friend, even though the process of using soap involves rubbing the wet, slippery bar over every inch of a person's body.
Sure, it makes you nice and clean, but there is no telling who used that bar of soap last or what part of the body is was last used.
And yet we've all probably used a bar of mystery soap at one point in our lives.
It's odd. Right?
Published on November 17, 2011 03:30