Riding the Rails: “Pick” a Time and a Better Place

While driving down the LIE with my sister and a friend en route to a weekend up in the Catskills, we turned to our left and something caught our attention. It was most foul, unpleasant, and downright degrading. It was….a gold digger. Not the kind that Kanye sang about. Even worse. Far worse.

This man, who shall remain nameless primarily because he was nameless to us, did himself no justice jamming his finger into his nose. Not only did he ram that sucker into his nostril, he prodded around looking for that diamond in the rough. I’m sorry if this is graphic to you, but this tale must be told in order to ensure we don’t have to experience such a horrific act again. Rally against if we can. This heinous act must be abolished.

It’s one thing when I see or experience someone else scratching their nose, but when someone is full on digging for a good solid 5 minutes that I begin to worry. Do these people not realize that their car’s interior is at least 50 percent visible to those on the outside? Or that the windows, as much as they wish, are NOT tinted?  Please reserve it for a more private time or at least be a little more discreet about it.  I get that you feel irritated, but you should not be spending 10 minutes digging.  They spent less time digging the Chilean miners out that you did in your nose is what I’m saying.  Another suggestion I could offer is maybe use a tissue or a napkin.  It’s at least a little bit cleaner.

Maybe it’s not as bad on the LIRR unless it is winter or allergy season, then all bets are off.  I once sat next to a gentleman (or so I thought) wearing a full business suit and carrying a legit briefcase during one trip home.  This man opened his briefcase and pulled out some tissues and blew his nose.  Normally, this grosses me out, but it was far more than that.  Not only did he proceed to blow his nose, but instead of hiding it in said briefcase, he decided to make a nice little scatter of USED tissues on TOP of the close briefcase, where if any turbulence of any kind were to occur, his precariously placed snot rags would teeter off and hit anyone in the near vicinity (e.g. me).  Dude, just put that stuff away!  Not only is it nasty, but it can spread germs and that’s not cool.

My advice, cover your tracks.  You don’t need to advertise your finds on “American Pickers.”