There's really not much for me to say about this photo, except, please stop. But I do think the Etiquette Bitch may have something more to say. (Hat tip to Tovi.)
Altered states, Breaches of etiquete, Just a little odd, Scary shit
CTA, makeup, personal grooming
I got to enjoy witnessing someone flossing their teeth on the northbound Red Line yesterday morning at 10:30am. What part of the human brain says "I don't have 45 seconds to floss at home in the privacy of my bathroom. Hey, I can just do it on the train!" And leave the floss on the floor!!!! Why, transit gods, why?
Not gross, but I heard someone shouting a credit card number into a phone this morning on the Brown Line. Do people who floss or pluck or buy things on their cell phones really think they're alone or something?
Did you write it down? Last time someone yelled a credit card number into their phone near me on a bus I pretended to write the number down. The person looked at me like I was nuts. Of course, I returned the favor.
I don't really feel like I should have to explain to people they're behaving stupidly.
I love the tiny black bar across the eyes ... like that's going to prevent anyone from recognizing the person on the train with the roller brush growing out of their forehead...
Oh, dear god, I do have something to say. I *will* post @ www.chicagonow.com/etiquette. For now -- lemme just tell you how *wrong* this is on so many levels! Picking nose, brushing hair? Germs, germs, germs! You gross me out, lady. A big scraping of my fingers to you!
You'd complain even more if the end of that nose hair was on your seat, I bet.
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