So I am just standing there holding my junk when I noticed a slight tingle in my right nostril. I tried to ignore it at first by flaring my nose, swirling it around and sucking in with my mouth shut. As hard as I tried to make it go away or go back to a comfortable state I was unable to achieve the goal. I new it has to come out one way or another.
The washroom was empty, no one in the stalls or at the urinal next to me so I decided to go for it. I was gentle at first, careful not to put too hard in fears of pushing it back out of reach or into the side cutting the skin like it easily can do and leaving me with a bit of blood to deal with after. I was getting a bit of satisfaction as I knew I was on the right track and the green little problem was about to come out. All of a sudden I was cut short as the washroom door swung open and in walks a random gentleman eager for a bio break.
I immediately withdraw my finger as this guy stands next to me. I think to myself. Why is he not following the bathroom rules. You do not stand next to a guy at a urinal with there are stalls free. He is totally invading my personal space. But that turned out to be the least of my worried. The guy looks over and me as greets me with a standard Newfoundland saying? “Wadda ya at?” which I quickly replay “Just hanging out”. We both stare at the wall in front of us. The next thing I notice is him looking over at me. At first I thought it was just trying to get a glimpse or my manhood. Then I realize he wasn’t looking down, he was looking straight over at my nose. What could he be staring at? He makes a low grunt noise. Shakes it off, zips up and leaves the washroom while I am still in mid stream. “How disgusting!” he totally never washed his hands.
As I finish up I turn on the taps, later up, and then look straight ahead into the mirror. in my attempts and not getting caught red handed, or in this case green handed, I must have hooked enough of Mr. booger to yank it just outside or the nostril. There in all its glory was a large yellowish green snot chunk for the entire world to see. This was defiantly an embarrassing moment for me that day. I quickly removed it with some TP from a nearby stall, washed up again and left the washroom to go back to work.
As sick as that moment may have been, I know one thing for certain. If I ever see that guy again, I am going to tell him to “Wash your hands you dirty b@$T^rd”.
