Yvonne asked me, “What did he look like?”
“He was well dressed, suit, tie, good looking guy, he looked like a business man.”
We were trying to make sense out of what I’d seen on the train that morning – a man clipping his nails. The sound of the clippers alone was driving me crazy. What he did next was even more disgusting. He let the clippings fall onto his lap. When he finished, he brushed them onto the floor and put his clippers away.”
I couldn’t help myself. I got up from my seat, walked over to him and said, “What you just did is incredibly rude.”
“That’s your opinion,” he answered coolly.
We covered grooming in public in a past post and left out nail clipping so we’re thankful for the dapper clipper for the reminder.
I wonder if he retold the story about someone telling him how rude he was to clip his nails in public and grace the train’s floor with his clippings. I can hear him now calling me everything but ‘lady’ or ‘woman’.
We don’t suggest going up to people with sharp objects in their hand and pointing out their poor manners. But I felt confident that I wasn’t going to end up on the evening news cycle as a stabbing victim thanks to that little file that's connected to the clipper.
Maybe nodding in disdain and changing seats is the better way to go when you see poor behavior. But that’s just our opinion.