I pulled up to a light with my girls in the car when all of a sudden I hear my oldest yell out:
"Gross, that guy is picking his nose!"
A young man in a small sports car sat picking deep into the recesses of his nose.
As the girls squeel in disgust I hear my middle child shout:
"Oh my gosh! He just ate it!"
As all three girls screamed and laughed in disgust, I rolled down the window so that the nose picker could hear the girls. HE looked at us startled to notice a bunch of kids staring down at him, pointing and laughing. The light turned green and he took off as fast as he could. Unfortunately, there was a lot of traffic so I kept pulling up next to him for a few more lights and the girls would squeal loudly all over again whenever we pulled up next to him. Serves him right. I could never understand people who seem to think that being in a car made them invisible.
The other day my middle child comes home and informs me that she was a translator at school for a new child who had just come from
“But honey, you don’t speak Korean,” I said.
“Yes I do!” she replied indignantly. “Watch!”
Oh dear Lord, my kid thinks speaking broken English with a Korean accent is speaking Korean. I can only imagine what that poor Korean kid at school was thinking.