the good news: my face is now 99.9% bacteria free

We just got our bathroom ceiling and wall replastered. To ready the room for Mr. Plaster Guy, we removed all our toiletry items. This morning, I reached into the bag of removed contents and grabbed what I thought was this facial cleanser.



I gave the bottle two pumps and began to spread it over my face. Then I smelled the potent stench of rubbing alcohol and I realized I grabbed the wrong bottle. What I was using on my already prone-to-dryness, aged and wrinkling delicate face was this:



Nice.