Went into the bakery this afternoon and asked for a dozen brown rolls. It's a small independent in a market town and I love their bread. The woman serving had a filthy cold and coughed all the time she was serving.
In fact she went in the back for a good cough and then came back and carried on.
I was watching her bag up my bread and thinking it was coated with germs but I daren't didn't say anything. There was a big queue and I just paid and left.
I don't fancy the bread.