Sniffles McGhee...

Today I rode the train with a sniffler. You know the ones...sniffling all over the place, but not blowing their noses. Now, I've been in a situation where I really needed a tissue, but didn't have one. I would have been GRATEFUL if someone had offered me one...

Remembering that, I very kindly said, "Sir, would you like a tissue?"

He said, "No, I'm good."

But the sniffling kept up.

I again offered, "Really, I have a clean pack of Kleenex right here."

"Nah," he said.

You may recall from past posts that I gag easily. Well, the next thing Sniffles did made me gag. Instead of taking a Kleenex and doing the right thing, he sucked his snot in really hard like he was working up a loogie. I just gagged while typing this. I did not hide my disgust (how could I? I literally had to cover my mouth and gag!) and he said, "Oh, my bad. That was nasty."

I nodded at him and then stood up to go to the other end of the car.

People! When someone offers your snotty a$$ a tissue, take it!

I'm going to go barf now.