The “ick” factor influenced everything. What determined the degree of “ickiness?” It wasn’t written down anywhere, and could change at any given moment.
Some of it had to do with maturity. What was icky at age six wasn’t necessarily icky at age fifteen–or vice-versa. Things could change from icky to not-icky and back again at any time.
Anything could be icky. Certain disliked foods could be icky. Unpleasant tasting medicine could be icky. People could be icky–especially if they had icky habits. Of course the accuser’s habits were exceptions to the rule.
Bugs, worms, slugs, snails, snakes and other creepy-crawly creatures could be considered icky. Of course there were exceptions. The non-squeamish tantalized the squeamish–especially if they publicized their squeamishness and made scenes.
There were those weird kids on the school bus. The ones that caught flies and ate them for attention. They weren’t lacking dietary protein–that anyone could tell. I won’t mention any more examples, because they would send sensitivity meters off the scales. Only to say, that as icky days go, this has been one of the “ickiest.”