Amazingly, I survived my front yard water hose.
And the dangerous, teeth-chipping metal and porcelain school water fountains.
Handfuls of water cupped out of the free-flowing streams in the backwoods of the suburbs where we got lost for long summer days in our youth? Yeah … I survived those, too.
Today? Well … thank the Powers That Be antimicrobial faucets are looking out for us. Else … what would we do?
P.S. That thing looks so clean I could eat off it.