Once, when a friend and I were discussing the finer points of public restroom etiquette, I mentioned my distaste when faced with drips and drops of other people’s pee on the toilet seat. (I will not go into another offense that is far far worse, because anyone who’s been treated to that account tells me it’s just too traumatizing.)
The friend said, “Oh, but urine is sterile when it hits the air.”
You can’t imagine how thrilled I was to hear that. For years I’d been avoiding dipping the backs of my thighs into this errant liquid! I was so glad to know I could finally stop hover-squatting, and just ease myself onto the seat and relax. What a relief!