It's feeling like my germy students have struck again: I've come down with one of their (many, many) plagues.... AGAIN.
Today in class I (semi) jokingly said that I wanted to install a decontamination zone for them to scrub down in before entering the lecture hall.
This was met with silence.
Then someone in the front row piped up: "Maybe you could bring a big bottle of Purell so all of us could use that right when we get in?"
I love my students.
