I'm going to make, for Rantz, a cotton condom. I will send it to him before you visit him.
I hate touching velcro. Not as much as I hate the sound of it being pulled apart, but yeah it's pretty horrendous stuff.
I don't like touching ugly people.
The food gunk that gets stuck in the drain in the sink. That, and dirty fish water. HRNGHHHHH.
Cotton wool, but not necessarily to touch, I can touch the stuff, It's the thought of it being ripped apart that makes my teeth itch.
Funny enough I have a bit of cotton wool (I think and if I remember right) inside two of my teeth. They're dead from when I face planted the road, so the dentist shoved various bits and bobs down holes in them to prevent infections or such like
I absolutely hate handling potatoes. Ship them all off to Ireland. I've heard that they are in need of them.
Worst job... man, peeling potatoes for at least five hours a day. I hated it, and it has left me mentally scarred.
Emery boards/nail files. I really can't stand touching them - the sensation goes straight through me and gives me a horrible cold shiver.