There appears to be a recurring theme on my blog this week. This morning- I'm sitting next to a professional looking man on the train (as is usually the case when traveling to Greenwich, which is filled with hedge funds & PE firms). I'm busy reading my book when all of a sudden I hear clip clip... clip clip clip. I look over, horrified, to see that this man is clipping his fingernails and letting the trimmings go flying! On a FULL train of professional, well behaved people! This is gross, right? This sort of reminds me how Mike sometimes leaves his toe nail trimmings on the coffee table by accident. Toe nail leftovers = unhappy wife (who does not like messes). Endearing, right?
May 15, 2007
Another stupid human story.
There appears to be a recurring theme on my blog this week. This morning- I'm sitting next to a professional looking man on the train (as is usually the case when traveling to Greenwich, which is filled with hedge funds & PE firms). I'm busy reading my book when all of a sudden I hear clip clip... clip clip clip. I look over, horrified, to see that this man is clipping his fingernails and letting the trimmings go flying! On a FULL train of professional, well behaved people! This is gross, right? This sort of reminds me how Mike sometimes leaves his toe nail trimmings on the coffee table by accident. Toe nail leftovers = unhappy wife (who does not like messes). Endearing, right?
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3 comments:
You're right...that's gross. Both the man on the train and the leftovers on the coffee table. No offense to your husband of course.
Yuck!!!!!
Never at our house!!!!!
reminds me of the office....
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