The “Cigarette Assholes” thread sparked this question. I’m sure it’s been asked before, but still…gotta rant.
Just wondering: For those people who feel compelled to spit in public: What do you do when you’re at home? Spit on the carpet? The bedspread?
No? Why not? If you can’t handle having saliva in your mouth so much that you have to practice this disgusting habit, why not spit on your own shoes or on the sofa? What is it about your own saliva that forces you to spit anyway? Does it taste that bad? Maybe you ought to try brushing your teeth or something. God, I hate seeing pools of spit on the sidewalk or, even worse, on the supermarket floor.
And why do you never see women spitting? I guess their saliva just tastes better.
I’m right behind you on this. Here in Dublin (probably everywhere else) there are a group of people that spit all the fucking time. Low quantity liquid spits directed through thier front teeth that come out with a distinctive sound SSSTTT. Fucking assholes.
You can be waiting for a bus and suddenly hear SSSTTT and know that you’re going to hear that sound for the next small portion of your life every few minutes.
One of these pricks was in my house once waiting on a flat mate. I was looking at the t.v. and I heard his mateing cry. The fucker was put outside the door sooner than you can say ignorant piece of shit who will spit on somebodies carpet.
Now I’m not talking about being caught without a hankerchief and having a sudden mouthful of phlem(sp?) to deal with ( I’ve been there and had no option but to spit) I’m talking about fuckers who just spit out of habit.
I’ve got neighbors who hack up phlegm and spit every time they leave their unit. Yuck. I actually feel sorry for the plants they’re spitting into.
I have seen women spit, and it is not pretty. I have seen elderly women spit, and that is downright disgusting. They do it in front of their young children, too, no doubt ensuring a new generation of spitters.
Of course, they don’t spit in their own homes, no. That’s unsanitary. :rolleyes:
OK, spitting outside ain’t too bad–it’s biodegradable and all. Of course, there are plenty of times when it’s inappropriate (i.e. when anybody else who’s view of you you care about at all). But in the * supermarket? *
Ewwwwwww
Why do people need to spit? I have never in my life spat. I don’t think I would know how to use the muscles in my mouth to get a really juicy hoick out.
Primaflora– Thanks to the aforementioned neighbors, I have become proficient in hacking up phlegm and spitting (or at least replicating the sounds involved). I’d be more than happy to teach you some of my techniques.
Oh, that’s gross. I can’t believe I said that. Ewwww.
EEEEEEEEW! This is one of my biggest pet peeves. It’s a mystery to me why anyone feels the need to spit on a regular basis. I gag for hours after I see someone spit (just can’t get it out of my head!).
I actually came up with a theory recently: there is something in spit that is essential to good health and, since more men than women spit (in my experience) that’s why most men die earlier than women. Waddyathink?
Those big pools of spit on the sidewalk are nasty.
What is even more disgusting is the spit on outdoor basketball courts. Everyone’s running like hell, so we all have to spit quite often. Most spit off the court, but not all. Then, next time you’ve got the ball and are dribbling,
::squick::
and you feel the wet smear of someone else’s phlegm on your palm.
Aw, man. Take away our spitting, next thing you’re gonna object to our pissing in the bushes.
Spitting (hacking loogies?) is fun to do alone or in company. What the hell do you do when crossing a beautiful bridge in an idyllic setting if you don’t hack a gob into the stream? What do you do from an open air observation deck if you don’t spit off the building? And spitting with your young son is good for hours of fun. And everyone knows that common courtesy holds that you spit on the court and immediately step on it to improve traction!
(Of course, if you catch your daughter doing the same thing, you must correct her, inform her that it isn’t ladylike, and instruct her to get back to gher needlework or she’ll never catch a good husband.)
I actually have forgotten to start this thread about five times now. Thanks for reminding me of this little rant.
Spitting in public is gross enough, but…the other day, I was walking to my rental agency to pay my rent check. I was walking about five feet away from this guy. Next thing I know, I hear one of those gross horking noises, and a big gooey glob of spit flies so close to me that I can practically feel the draft from it. Needless to say, I gave him the dirty look to end all dirty looks. He appeared rather sheepish. I think if the spit hit me, I might have been arrested for assault that day.
Men, if you are disgusting enough animals to actually think that people desire to get your saliva all over their boots, do me a favor and come over here and lick mine. And if you absolutely must be classless enough to hawk your loogies in public, at the VERY LEAST look and see if there is anyone in your way first.
Oh, and in Columbus I’ve never seen a woman spit, and that includes 4 years now of riding public transportation. You’d think that the women at the bus stop would spit if they were going to, but they don’t. Maybe it’s a regional thing.
We used to live in an attached home and our backyard was almost too close for comfort to the neighbors’. Our neighbors, whenever they felt the urge to hock up an oyster, would come out to their back porch, which was about 12 feet away from our porch. We’d be sitting outside on a nice evening, drinking a glass of wine after our dinner, and suddenly from over the fence would come this sound:
This is my husband’s all time biggest pet peeve (this and farting in public, but that’s a different story) and since we had lived in Tennessee for a while, the home of chawin’ tobaky, he was going off about it all the time.
Yuck.
That said, when I was young (about 9 or 10), I would spit (and was darn accurate too!) because I saw my dad do it but then my mom got on him it and I was told not to anymore ‘cause “It’s not ladylike.” Like I gave a rat’s A** what was ladylike when I was a 9-year old tomboy. But, I stopped so mom would stop raggin’ on me. The only time I spit now is if I’m out running. Exercise makes my nose run and if I have a cold…well, you get the picture. Trust me, its not often though and I only do where no is looking or walking.
What if people live in the country? When I wait for my bus to go to school sometimes I spit in the grass. I never spit hawkers though; those make my throat hurt to even conjure up one.
Does anyone think it’s wrong to spit loogies in the sink? My brother does this constantly. He never stops to think of who has to clean the bathroom…it isn’t him, obviously. disgusted
Being a redneck, tobbaco-chewer, and probably the only one on these forums :D, I’d like to say that I agree entirely with the OP. I do not blast big, slimy, gobs of Black Maria hither and yon in public. Instead, I dip snuff, which is not so messy, and don’t spit. So, spitter, you don’t have to walk in mine and I’d appreciate the same courtsey.
Keep your saliva and the contents thereof to yourself. Proper manners are a lot more than just knowing which fork to use for the salad.
Geez. I feel so bad now. I spit and don’t care who’s watching me and shaking their heads at the fall of civilization. I promise next time to wait until they pass.
Confession from 1963-(and I’m not even running for public office).
I used to walk a mile(well, run, actually) to catch the last bus back to campus from my SO’s house about midnight. If I was early, or the bus was late, I would have all this extra saliva in my mouth, and, well, I got to the point where I could spit about three lanes into the street. Got to be a challenge. I fantasized about entering contests! Never got to achieve my ultimate dream, four lanes.
*For all you ladies who don’t spit–do you swallow??
