Hehehe you people are fun in here! I enjoy reading all your various posts and your words in response to my post as well.
Yeah kids love pointing out gross things to parents I think they are delighted to see adults behaving badly, it gives them a feeling of superiority since they would never do such a gross thing.
And dining on boogers, now that is nasty! I remember in fourth grade there was a boy ( he shall remain nameless) anyhow that kid was a serial nose picker. It was unreal, all he ever did was pick his nose. Now in our gym class our brilliant teacher decided that the boys and girls were going to do square dancing, eeek, getting ten year olds of the opposite sex to dance with each other, what the hell was she thinking? Anyhow she paired us off, guess who got the nose-picker as her partner, yep me! Ugh! I was trying to figure out how I could avoid making contact with his finger, I was going to suggest we just touch palms, hell no I did not want his boogery finger near mine, ewww. But that **** gym teacher came over and placed my hand in his. Oh the horror! I danced with booger boy, but I can tell you I ran to the bathroom when class ended and scrubbed my hands raw!!! And I was scared I would be shunned by my peers for having made contact with the booger wrangler.
And I think all schools have at least one odd or gross teacher. I remember many strange ones when I was in school.
And I agree gross things should be done in private.
What about when you are in public and you need to use the restroom so you go in there and PU someone has created such a horrific odor that your nose hairs are singed and your eyes are watering and you feel your throat constricting, yet you really need to pee so you hold your nose, try not to breathe in deeply, just shallow breaths, you unzip with the other hand, squat and pee, and Oh no! people come in and they start complaining about the odor. Unfortunately you are in there alone, so if you open the door and wash your hands they will think you stunk up the place so you have to stay squatting over that toilet, pants up since you are done peeing and you must wait until those people leave, while you are waiting to exit you say a little prayer begging that they will not look at your shoes, remember them and point you out to the other patrons as the woman who made the bathroom smell like New Jersey. And you pray that when they leave you can get the hell out of there before another person, or group of people come in and you also hope that the odor will not cling to your clothes. Oh I hope no one was eating while reading this, if so I'm sorry.
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