Hello Sir Digs-a-lot

In some cultures it’s perfectly acceptable to pick your nose in public. This is not one of those cultures.

I jumped on the 50 the other day after work and sat down in the first row of seats facing forward. There was a guy sitting directly in front of me in one of the seats facing the side of the bus. So if I stared forward I was looking directly in his ear (which had considerable wax build up, but that’s beside the point).

About two minutes into the ride, Mr. Ear Wax picked up a section of the newspaper and held it up very close to his face, blocking my view of his gooey ear canal. I saw his other arm moving around furiously, so I turned to my right where I could see his reflection in the window. This gave me a perfect picture of his face from straight on. He was picking his nose, or rather digging like there was no tomorrow.

Now I appreciate his attempt to cover up this digging expedition with the newspaper, but there were also two people sitting directly across from him. If I could see him in the reflection then these two lucky folks had front row seats.

When he finally finished he put the paper down and, I kid you not, wiped his finger on his pants. He repeated this two more times over the next 15 minutes. Needless to say, his name changed from Mr. Ear Wax to Sir Digs-a-lot.

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3 Comments

  1. Lady Sue said

    Everyone should have as much fun riding the bus as Rett. Sir Digs-a-lot probably has no idea that he’s been the inspiration for such a noble tale. Perhaps a few cards with the Bus Tales web address scattered around the bus would inform fellow riders of their potential for immortalization?

  2. Diana said

    I TOTALLY think this should hapen. I mean, don’t give cards to crazies, but to like minded looking people. I know some fellow regulars I’d pass them to for sure.

  3. Matt said

    I was thinking this too, but Metro Transit would never allow it. The stories told on here might deter people from taking the bus.

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