I’m an indoor/outdoor clothes-wearer.
I hate the feeling of jeans and bras and anything remotely restrictive, so it all comes off straight away and I change into loose loungewear.
I don’t use public transport these days but if I did, I probably wouldn’t sit on my bed or the sofa in my public transport trousers. It’s not about germs. It’s about the filth ingrained into the seats of our knackered trains, the bits of chewing gum, the feet up, the blokes manspreading and dribbling their Carling and god knows what else. I don’t think it’s going to make me ill, I just don’t feel like my clothes are clean afterwards. I don’t think it’s that odd. Most people don’t wait until stuff is visibly filthy and stinking before they throw it in the washing machine, do they? They do it so it feels clean.