Irony of ironies:
Earlier at the cafe, as I was writing the previous entry about our collective oppression by the skinny-loving man and how my normal, healthy weight makes me butt-ugs, I was sitting in full view of an overweight teenage boy full on picking his nose. He had tried to strike up a conversation with me on the topic of Windows superiority to MacOS and I wasn't having it. I cold-shouldered the kid, but he persisted, oblivious to negative social cues. I even mashed my iPod earphones in my ears and he STILL talked at me (not with me) in that creepy, superior tone preferred by teenage boys with no clue.
I decided to be nice to the kid. But when he went for the nostril, digging his pinky up to the knuckle and swirling it around, then wiping it on his laptop monitor and/or flicking the resulting matter on the floor, my charity ran thin. This poor kid has a dim future. The fat kid picking his nose is such a hackneyed, cliched image, I'm almost embarrassed to even bring it up, lest someone think I made it up in a moment of stark unoriginality. But he did it, four feet away from yours truly. I averted my eyes, as the next step would have been a loud fart or an unveiled package rearrange.
As much as I like waving the freak flag, there are prevailing social standards that one must live up to, and that is not giving your nose a thorough swabbing with your finger for 10+ minutes in front of a 30-something woman with a laptop trying to write a novel, who may or may not be feeling badly about herself due to the reading of a liberal blog.
Fucking irony.
Posted by Zerd at March 7, 2008 07:55 PMew. dude that is sad.
Also? where is the link to that review? Will you email me so I might also feel bad about myself?
Non nosepickingly,
J
Posted by: jules at March 7, 2008 09:31 PM