The one at work is right next to the door, so you wash, dry, grab the door handle, and then toss as you walk out.
They did mandate the electric blowers at the downtown office complex over the winter, but I think they’ve since gone back to paper towels. They changed the door handles to allow you to open them with your “arm”, but that is just pretending to be sanitary.
Their excuse to switching to air blowers was that people were flushing paper towels down the toilet. Never a problem for 100 years, but suddenly, an issue. I’d say that some fascist took over the facilities maintenance department and decided that they could save 1% on paper costs by going with the unsanitary air dryers.
The only foreign objects that were probably being flushed were the so-called “flushable” wipes, which are not really flushable as they don’t break down. Some people were using them to wipe the seats pre-use in the restroom so as to have a nice sanitary seat for their business. The cure for that would be to have a medical waste basket next to the toilet in each stall, because banning paper towels won’t stop paranoid people from pre-wiping the commode seat.
Many places have paper toilet protectors which are designed to be flushable and biodegradable, so there is no need to wipe the seat down. One can also just use toilet paper to make a seat cover (which my mother taught me 60 years ago when she took us to the restroom between Sunday School and Church.). There are ways to bypass the germs. And as she always said, “Wash Your Hands!”
In the entire country of Mexico there is a wastebasket in every toilet stall. Not supposed to flush the toilet paper. I was used to it. On my Aunt’s farm, not allowed to flush TP either.
Where I worked at years ago, a local plumber seemed to be at the plant more than one would expect. Before I got another job and moved on, I got to know him well enough to yak with him occasionally; one day he asked me if I knew why he was always coming out on service calls.
I told him that I had no idea, but maybe the plumbing just sucked.
It turned out that the problem was coming from the habit of some of the women flushing a certain item peculiar to the female sex. He vented his feelings on that occasion, and and it was "colorful," to say the least.