I saw something today I never thought I'd see. The lady next to me on the subway this afternoon clipped her finger nails. On the subway. Next to me. (I repeated it to make sure you heard me.) When I say she sat next to me, I mean she was sitting on the bench next to me, with nothing separating us. And finger nails separating from fingers.
Part of me wanted to pretend that a clipping hit me in the face and start screaming. I would have sold it too: I'd cut my face to draw a little blood, produced fake tears, the whole nine yards. All of this would have culminated the only way it could: lawsuit. I'm thinking $4 million.
But to reiterate: woman on subway. Clipped nails. Next to me. Gross.
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My dad was once preaching at a small church and heard little clipping sounds coming from the pews. Sure enough, a man was sitting there, clipping his fingernails right in the middle of the sermon. Daddy tried to preach on as he watched the little clippings shooting away from the clipper. Ugh. Not sure which is worse.
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