Thursday, July 24, 2008

Pick Me a Winner...

You know how when someone yawns it becomes contagious? Well, I just discovered another little habit that is also contagious and I thought I'd share it with you.

A warning...some readers may find that the subject of this post a bit unappetizing...or even downright I shall start by using the proper medical term to describe this benign contagion that I guarantee everyone you know...including yourself...has at one point or another had first hand experience with...rhinotillexis. Yes, rhinotillexis.

In case you're wondering what the hell rhinotillexis is, I'll give you a hint: First, look at the title of this post. need a stronger hint? Look at the picture below.

Yep...that's right...good old-fashioned nose picking. Who'd have thought there was a medical definition of this. There's even a term to describe extreme nose picking...rhinotillexomania.

In case you're wondering how I came up with this all started last week on my way to Chicago.

I was on the rental car shuttle bus going from the airport to the car lot...just minding my own business like I always do. I took notice of this guy who was standing about five feet away from me.

He had his pinky finger stuck up his nose. It took him about 10 seconds of vigourous picking to realize that a pinky wasn't the right tool for the job, so he inserted his index finger.

No luck with the index finger, so after another five seconds he ended up using his thumb...obviously to get a better angle.

Finally, after another few seconds of twisting and picking...success!

In case you're wondering what he did with his new found treasure...he flicked it on the floor of the van.

Disgusting? Hey, I can think of several worse places he could have flicked it.

It gets even better.

He started on the other nostril. Now, I've got to give the guy credit...he was a fast learner. This time he didn't waste any time using his smaller digits. No, he went with the big gun right away. Of course, to get the right angle on the booger he used the opposite thumb this time.

All the way to the car lot, about a 10 minute ride, he picked and flicked and at the same time maintained a conversation with a colleague of his. Fortunately for me, the van was not full and I was able to slide out of flicking range.

As I was observing mister flicker, I looked around to see some other passengers on the van watching him too.

Guess what?

Several other passengers began picking. I kid you not. Hell, I almost started too, but I caught myself and realized what I was doing just as I pinched my nose between thumb and index finger.

So very careful and on guard the next time you pull up to a traffic light and notice the driver next to you rhinotillexing in the privacy of his or her own vehicle. Now...doesn't that sound much better when you use the medical term?

That's all for now...time for lunch :-)

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kenju said...

EEEEEEW! I'd have barfed right there.

Hale McKay said...

IT's right up there with clipping your toenails on your front steps.

Anonymous said...

OMG I read all that gross mental imagery to get to the "Hell, I almost started too" line and that's when I busted a gut laughing!

OldHorsetailSnake said...

Excuse please, but I think I'm going to be sicktellixomania.

Daisy said...