Some Gross Fucker

Okay, so people that know me may consider me to be a bit of a germophobe, which I guess I am to an extent. But it's only sometimes. In certain situations I have to wash my hands a lot, or I like to clean up and not be dirty. Mostly I think I'm just trying to be sanitary, but I guess once in a while I can go overboard. Not like Howie Mandel or nothing. I haven't used so much Purell that my hands won't produce natural anti-bodies any more. But I think I have an idea why. Back when I was in the 4th grade I had to sit next to one of the dirtiest kids in school. His name may have been Matt or something. He was a good artist by the way, but he was also dirty. One day he and I were talking and he does one of these things where he rubs his nose starting with his finger tips and goes up to his wrist. As he pulls his hand away, somehow he slings nose fluid at me. Seriously. A drop hit my arm, a drop hit my face, and a drop hit me in my eye. That's right, right in my fucking eye! I didn't want to cause a scene so I act like it didn't happen. I puke a little into my mouth and I have an inner freak out. I wanted to come unhinged and flip my desk over, throw my chair at him, and yell "You just flung snot into my fucking eye, you dirty fucking cock smoker! I'm going to kill you!" I wish I could go back in time and prevent that from happening. that shit seriously fucked me up.