There is a woman at work who flushes the toilet with her foot.
How do I know? I have been stuck beside her in a stall a few times and have curiously "observed" via feet-view only that she a) immediately upon entry grabs reams and reams of toilet paper, presumably to put on the seat before she wizzes and b) turns around after wizzing, and flushes with her foot.
I have recognized her by her shoes. I know who she is. I find her fear of germs sad, and the fact that she deposits all of the scum of Toronto during a garbage strike from the bottom of her shoe onto the handle for the next person to get on their hands.
There are a lot of germ-o-phobes where I work. I find myself sitting on the crapper fascinated by people who come in, wash their hands twice, wiz, wash their hands twice again and then open the door using a paper towel. You can almost tell which ones are going to be this way - they are often overly made-up, concerned with appearance and kind of prissy. I'd say 10% of the female component of my office falls somewhat into this category.
I have no analysis...I'm just sayin.