Sneezing into a kettle

My sneezes are the kind that creep up on me with no hint of a warning & are uncontrollable in both force & volume. They are the kind of sneezes which when they occur in public cause all people within a 50metre radius to turn round to see what has happened to cause such a noise disturbance. (I have only ever encountered one other person, in a queue at Thorpe Park incidentally, who I felt had a more embarassing sneeze than I. Her friends rolled their eyes - I knew how she felt!) I have tried so very hard to keep it in but when this happens I feel as if I'm going to puncture a lung or cause myself to have a hernia or some such other disagreable injury. . . so I figured I was best off after all just letting my sneeze out to the rest of the world to say hello.

So it was one such typical sneeze that crept up on me the other day when I was making my best friend a cup of coffee (we were just about to head out you see on a night out & she was going to drive us in and was therefore replacing alcohol with my strongest blend of coffee). There was nowhere to hide & nowhere to turn so sneeze I must right into the depths of the kettle. And there I stood horrifired, all manner of particles clearly just having flown from my mouth into the water that I was about to boil & pour into a coffee to serve my friend. I giggled to myself more out of panic than anything. I did not know if the boiling process would remove all of my sprayed germs but I hoped that it would. So I tipped out the contaminated water, filled that kettle again, boiled away all evidence and secretly hoped for the best as I handed over the brew.