I HATE spitters! Yes, I do! It is one thing that irritates me more than anything else in this world...well discounting a few things perhaps...
But, I digress...I hate spitters. People who in all earnestness believe that this world is their wash basin...For whom painting the town red takes an altogether new connotation!
Picture this....you are dressed for that all-important meeting at work, where you have a presentation to make. you have donned a crisp white, neatly ironed salwar kameez that you know will help that iron-cast impression you want to make. You get off the sweaty bus and try to navigate your way through a fleet of auto rickshaws...And SPLAT!!! someone from the window of the bus you just alighted from spat right over the sleeve of your pristine white kurta! Just how annoying does it get??
What is it about Indians and projectile displacement of paan and saliva? No, really, what is this urge to spit around all about? Is it about leaving a mark on the paths that you tread? or has it something to do with poor adaptation in the oral stage? Am I getting too psychoanalytic? Well, thats just how bugged I am!!
I hate spitters...And in case you have been wondering, yes, I have been spat at again this past weekend!
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This reminds me of a news that I read recently. Some research has found that itching is an action (or reaction?) to suppress unpleasant feelings and unpleasant memories, and it is categorized as 'compulsive act'.
I guess, similarly, spitting is a "grandiose compulsive behaviour"!
very interesting, that...and thanks for stopping by!!
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