I'm still glad I never have to fly anywhere again. I mentioned before that my last flight was in 1985, but did I mention there was smoke in the cabin before takeoff and they decided to go anyway?
I'll say it again. "If God had meant man to fly, He'd have bought the tickets."
And germs can go screw themselves. I kicked the asses of both cancer and diabetes (for now). You think germs bother me?! Cash is positively crawling with germs and that never seems to bother anyone.
I have actual terrifying things to deal with. Germs don't even make my top 10.