By: Soap, SFU Student I’m a type-A germaphobe. Opened the door and grabbed the handle? Straight to the sink. Tapped my compass card, or really, anything in my wallet? Sanitize me now. I wipe my phone and laptop keyboard with isopropyl alcohol after being out with them all day — when I’m home, I’m clean. It’s hard enough dealing with my own grossness, but the second I’m handed back a device and my skin touches the greased, sticky fingerprints on the glass, I bluescreen. My whole face feels like it’s been drenched in cooking oil. My hand burns, or at…
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By: Michelle Young, Opinions Editor We all love our beds. The bed is a sanctuary for rest and recharging. It is warm, soft, and comfortable. Until you feel a crumb in your bed sheets. That’s right, I’m looking at you…
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