These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Monday, February 01, 2010
Six minutes is a very long time
Go ahead. Time it. See for yourself. You can sing "Just the Way You Are" all the way through almost two times in six minutes.
That's how long the grown man sitting across from me on the train picked his nose. And picked. And picked. I know because I actually timed him. He was elderly -- somewhere between 60 and death -- and slender. And apparently quite mucous challenged.
It was creepy and disgusting, yet I couldn't look away.
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Oh my. You TIMED him? For reals? Girlfriend - have you had that drink yet? If not, it's time to start.
ReplyDelete(And ewww. No nosepicking in public! ewww!)
Okay, now I have a very disturbing image in my mind.
ReplyDeleteBwahahahahaha... you lightened my mood and for that I thank you.
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