When you think of or hear about the "guy picking his nose at the stoplight" you automatically picture some guy sitting there going to town on that pesky booger. It happens on the freeway too or so I've been told. It's always a guy that comes to mind too, never the fairer sex. Never....ever.....
Well....maybe not so much. Yesterday on my daily Nascar final lap style drive down I15 through Cajon Pass I came upon a car in the next lane and out of the corner of my eye noticed a hand movement of some kind. Being the bored and curious commuter type my gaze was drawn to the source of my distraction.
Lo and behold it was a middle age woman ( who really wears visors anymore-especially at 6 in the morning on a cloudy day? ) absolutely going to town. This wasn't the slight, demure little slide-of-the-index-finger-under-the-nostrils emergency touch up. No sir. This was a full blown, up to the first knuckle harvest of manly proportions. Yes indeed that must have been some knarly specimen in there to deserve that much aggression. I just had to laugh. It wasn't the funniest thing I've ever seen but it was way up there!
So the next time a woman makes a wisecrack about men and their habits I'll just smile to myself and think "they claim they don't fart either"!
