This may be a bit irrational but one of my pet hates is sitting down to use the toilet in a motorway service area and finding the seat is warm. It tells me that someone else’s buttocks have recently left the throne and I don’t want that. I don’t want that image. I don’t want that contact by association. 
 
It is very unnerving, very unwelcome. I want a stone-cold, uncomfortably cold seat. No amount of toilet tissue distributed around the seat before I lock onto it can detach me from the warmth, the unwanted warmth. 
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