Every year people get… a cold…or a stomach bug… or whatever. And every time, the conversation goes like this, “I think I got that bug that’s been going around.” “Where do you think you got it?” “Well, so and so had a runny nose and a cough the other day, I bet it was him.”
It’s a natural thought process, I know. I do it, too. You get sick, you’re grumpy, you commiserate with those around you, and sometimes it makes you feel better to know the “how” and the “why” you feel the way you do. Hence, the blame game. But the truth is, there’s a very slim chance you can pinpoint the actual transmission of the germs that are causing your troubles. Your symptoms may mimic those of the “culprit”, however there’s no way of proving it. And now we come to my point- by outwardly blaming your husband, your neighbor, or the kid at the store, exactly what does that accomplish? You look at the other person who also isn’t feeling well, and say in so many words, “My misery is all your fault.” How do you suppose that makes the other person feel? Likely, pretty shitty.
So here’s my proposal. Let’s stop playing the blame game. Whenever I enter upon a conversation that heads in that direction, I always blame the shopping carts… or the doorknobs… or the steering wheel. The bacteria cells in our body outnumber the human cells by 10 to 1, germs are everywhere. Everyone’s body is different, and everyone reacts differently to germs- there’s a strong possibility that the person standing next to you with no outward cold symptoms is carrying the germs that may ultimately cause your cold. You simply never know.
As long as we continue to share space with other people, we run the risk of sharing our germs. Can we please stop making each other feel like crap about something that’s nearly impossible to control?