Sorry headshok, but I gotta back Geobabe on this one. Like my nose, Domino’s isn’t something that I would publicly admit to picking. Furthermore, they are both about equally as edible.
Case closed…
::picks her nose::
::looks at it::
::sticks it right to the wall of this thread::
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What kind of person watches people pick their nose & wipe it on zee wall??? Hmmmm. A snotologist?
Better check the roof too.
A Rhinologist:)
What the hell’s so hard about blowing your nose?!
Why do people insist on sticking their finger up there?!
Okay, I admit to doing this, but I think that’s much cleaner than using your bare finger. The tissue can be disposed of properly. But then again, I avoid this in public unless it’s a dire emergency. I’m always polite and look away when people blow their noses, and I expect people to be the same with me.
Sorry, I guess I should have said “Pizza joint that shall remain nameless.” Then again, after reading the opinions of many SDMBers of the pizza produced by Domino’s, I didn’t worry about putting too many people off of it. 
If it’s any help, the guy in question was another driver and didn’t make the pizzas.
I have a cousin named Dire Emergency!
OK, Welfy, I guess we can excuse you IF you at least cloak your digging finger out of anyone’s eyesight…
I also try not to look at people when they blow their nose, but sometimes you can’t help but notice. It’s funny how after blowing their nose, almost everyone will look in the tissue. Are you making sure you’re not throwing out anything you might want to keep? Checking to see “if you got it?” Admiring to pattern you’ve created?
Do you work at, or work with someone who previously worked at MicroWarehouse?
I used to work there.
The bloody boogers were the worst.
Put this in the syllibus (sp?) for “How Stereotypes are Started 101”
I used to work at a very nice software company as an assistant admin. There was this -very- cute programmer there, and one day, I was installing service NT SP3.
I was across from her desk, and watching the files copy, and I looked over my right shoulder at her.
Diggin’ for Diamonds
I was in shock! Hotties don’t pick their noses! It must have been a freak occurrance…
I looked again a few minutes later…
Mining for Gold!
It seemed, that whenever I would walk by, she would always be emptying her nose of fingers. This went on for months, until she quit.
It was very odd. Very odd. A very attractive, smart, chinese woman; who nose mines. It seems more natural for the person to be fat, ugly and stupid; when they are a nasal geologist.
I dunno.
Every once in a great while, we all get those stubborn little snot balls that just won’t come out by blowing your nose. They need a little help, you know?
But fer cryin’ out loud, don’t do it public! It’s sort of like masturbation, you know? Everyone does it, and everyone knows that everyone else does it, but watching other people do it isn’t exactly everyone’s cup of tea.
And for people who do it while driving, stop it. Just stop it, okay? And don’t you dare look at me like I’m the freak because I busted you with your fingers jammed so far up your nostrils that your watchband is hanging down like a ring on a bull’s nose. You’re the one that was pickin’ in public, not me. Oh, and by the way, children do learn by example, so if you’ve got a minute after you get done raking your own nose hairs, could you give your children some Kleenex? I’m just as tired of seeing their little faces in your back window, with their own little fingers stuck up their own little noses. Sheesh.
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What does Miss Manners have to say on the subject? **
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According to Miss Manners, etiquette is what people do in public, and it does not include nose picking, which should always be done in private and no evidence should be left behind.
The only time I nose pick in public is when men I don’t know start hitting on me. Picking-and-eating gets rid of them.
I don’t have kids, but whenever I see a really little kid doing this- just unashamed and picking away, I crack up immediately. I don’t know why- I guess it’s because they don’t know any better and just go right at it. Always strikes me very funny, especially when Mom or Dad catch them.
Whenever I scratch my face or nose, my husband chides me with “Don’t pick your nose!” Maddening!
Zette
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*Originally posted by Zette *
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-I wasn’t picking my nose. I was scratching.
-You was picking it, while you was talking to that lady.
-I wasn’t!
To the tune of “Row Your Boat”
Roll roll roll your boogie,
flick it on the floor.
Stick your finger up your nose,
and try to find some more.
My boogie pickin’ song! I always just use a kleenex or my hanky.
Here’s another for you. A poem my mother used to recite to me cause I was a nose-pickin’ fool as a little kid:
Inside everyone’s nose lives a sharp toothed snail.
Stick in your finger, and he’ll bite off your nail.
Stick it a bit farther, and he’ll bite your ring off.
Stick it all the way in, and he’ll bite the whole damn thing off.
Yeah… My mom said damn… I thought it was hilarious.