The man grabbed the shit while holding a plastic bag on his hand, so he could feel the warmth and the weight, but he wasn't actually touching it.
I've done that too once or twice in my life. I know the emotion, thanks for bringing that up btw, I've never took the time to actually think about it and figure out what happens in my head. I'll try to unpack it now.
The dog takes a shit, I put a bag on my hand and as I lean to collect the warm turd a stanch reminds me of the substance of the thing I am about to take in my hand. I take another look at my hand covered with a plastic bag, just to make sure it is not pinched anywhere. It seems okay, so I grab the turd in my hand while walking towards the next garbage can. The warm and mushy sensation still lingers in my mind. I throw the bag, and as I walk away with my dog, I notice hesitation to put this hand back in my pocket. I convince myself that it's clean, I even smell it. Seems, okay but I still feel uncomfortable and want to wash my hands immediately. But the plastic bag.. my skit touched the plastic bag not the actual shit, but my brain simply cannot get that fact. The 0.2mm thin plastic film didn't protect from that. The illusion was real. I knew, for a fact that I've not took that shit in my hand, but my subconscious mind simply won't accept it!
I've done that too once or twice in my life. I know the emotion, thanks for bringing that up btw, I've never took the time to actually think about it and figure out what happens in my head. I'll try to unpack it now.
The dog takes a shit, I put a bag on my hand and as I lean to collect the warm turd a stanch reminds me of the substance of the thing I am about to take in my hand. I take another look at my hand covered with a plastic bag, just to make sure it is not pinched anywhere. It seems okay, so I grab the turd in my hand while walking towards the next garbage can. The warm and mushy sensation still lingers in my mind. I throw the bag, and as I walk away with my dog, I notice hesitation to put this hand back in my pocket. I convince myself that it's clean, I even smell it. Seems, okay but I still feel uncomfortable and want to wash my hands immediately. But the plastic bag.. my skit touched the plastic bag not the actual shit, but my brain simply cannot get that fact. The 0.2mm thin plastic film didn't protect from that. The illusion was real. I knew, for a fact that I've not took that shit in my hand, but my subconscious mind simply won't accept it!
