reflex

Tonight on the way to Dairy Queen, as I was rubbing sanitizer into my hands and mumbling something about not being able to stand shaking hands with so many people, my mom accused me of having a phobia and being "weird." While I didn't really appreciate that (though I'm certainly no stranger to accusations of weirdness), I must admit there's something to it.

Years ago, I worked on a community development project that wanted to put up clear signage (I did not even know it was a word let alone a community activist project) to help pedestrians locate important services like toilets or baby changing stations. I guess the theory was that you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows because there are plenty of good signage.