Monday, December 12, 2011

Say It, Don't Spray It.

I am not grossed out very easily.  I can watch an undead human delightfully consume the entrails of another human in zombie flicks and not flinch.  I have discovered that the one thing that sends me gagging is getting spat on by a stranger.

As the spitter, do you hope the other person doesn't realize what just happened, or do you do bring those droplets of spittle to the forefront of the conversation?  I can say as the frequent recipient of this disgusting occurrence that I would at least like an acknowledgement followed by an admission of embarrassment and remorse.  I mean, at the very least, crack a joke about it but do not pretend it didn't happen.

Working in the customer service industry requires me to be polite and on my best behavior. Does that require me to suppress my disgust with the fact that your bodily fluid had now found a home on my skin?  Am I allowed to awkwardly wipe the droplets off, or is that impolite?  Would it be going too far if I freaked out and excused myself to shower? 

The moral of the story folks, "Keep it in your mouth."  And yes, that IS what she said.

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