I have been sneezed on more than once while living in New York.  I think it is about 5 times but I would prefer not believe that is true.

Perhaps it is a known hazard of living in a crowded city where most commuters take public transportation.  Perhaps the social contract is eroding right before my eyes.  I am not sure what is causing this moral decay but I can tell you that it is gross. And once it happens, the damage is done and you have to move on with your life.

Keep in mind, I understand the basic tenants of city living.  If someone is walking too slowly, you pass them and mutter something negative under your breath.  If a car or biker cuts you off, you yell at them using very choice words.  But being sneezed on is different.  It is wet and embarrassing (should be for them but all eyes are going to be on you) and a downright bummer.  I can’t carry enough Purell to make myself feel better after it happens.

Now that Autumn has set in and Winter is right around the corner, an army of uncouth, ever sickening New Yorker’s stand at the ready to ruin my day.  Hopefully I can pass the gauntlet un-soaked this season; but so far I don’t have a very good track record.