I'm sure you all have heard about the five-second rule. Almost everyone has dropped some food on the floor and wondered if it was safe to eat. The so-called rule says food is OK to eat if you pick it up within five seconds, right? No, Nada, Not Going To Happen! Recently, I was out for breakfast and witnessed this gentleman having his morning coffee and muffin. Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to really keep my gaze upon. He wasn't drop dead handsome, he wasn't buff, scruffy, any of the so-called gaydar requirements that would have made me stare but, something kept me looking in his direction. I couldn't help to notice he was the sloppiest eating man I had ever seen. Crumbs from the muffin falling everywhere; crumbs covered the table. What I witnessed next is what shocked me. I wished, I had been able to advert my eyes sooner, but it was not to be. This gentleman, which looked fairly intelligent, licked his fingertip, proceeded to pick up the crumbs of his devoured muffin off the table and eat them. I know, this doesn't fall totally within the boundaries of food on the floor rule, but a restaurant table? For the life of me, why would you do this? He couldn't have been that hungry, if I had thought so. I would have sprung for him a baker's dozen of muffins. He could have ate his hearts delight in them. I have never been able to forego the possibilities of the germs lurking about. and could never have done this much less drop food on the floor, pick it up and eat it. When I look at the cartoon picture here, all I see is E. coli, salmonella, or acinetobacter. The list of germs is endless. Crazy I know, but it falls within the territories of Stephen's realm and thus phobias and I have never been able to overcome it. If it wasn't for Clorox wipes and paper towels I would perish. Like the proverbial cockroach, germs will inhabit the world in the end.