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Boogie Woogie Booger Boy
Sue:
On Wednesday, the last day for cruise ships (and our last day of working with the public), I was standing by my favorite register, not doing much of anything, minding my own business, when I happened to glance at a guy in his 40s or 50s with his thumb stuck way up in his nose rooting around like there was buried treasure up there. And hey, we've all been there, right? Kinda gross, but not a big deal, except that when he found what he was looking for, he proceeded to come over to our jade counter and wipe his thumb across the edge of it...back and forth and back and forth. At that point my mouth was agape and I, for once in my life, was left speechless. He never made eye contact with me, even when I was making inarticulate squeakie noises that must have sounded something like "ack, ack, ack." A coworker asked me what my problem was and I just pointed to the guy, who by now was on the other side of the store, and told my coworkers what I had just seen. They all turned to look at the guy (while I got some Windex and a paper towel to go take care of our counter) and saw him stick his thumb back up his nose and then wipe his hands all over his face. That did us all in and we just all started howling, hooting and generally squirting tears of laughter all over the place. The oblivious guy looked awhile longer at the soapstone and then casually strolled out the door. I think that was a fitting last day of work for the season, don't you?





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