Thank You, Captain Obvious

The other day, my adventures of a finding a lunch failed me. Things closed early and the little side cafeteria that opens after the big one closes had no sushi. No sushi! For shame. What the side cafeteria does have is a little serve-yourself trailmix area... You know, open a box up, shovel stuff into a plastic bag, etc. At the serve-yourself trailmix area, they have yogurt pretzels. A delicacy for my tastebuds. Also, a snack that I could tolerate instead of a lunch.

I waltz over to the serve-yourself trailmix area. As I open the box for the yogurt pretzels, the metal shovel falls to the ground with a loud

CLANK... CLANK CLANK.... CLINK CLINK CLINK CLANK.

Everyone turns around to look at me and the shovel. As I'm bending down down to pick up the shovel I overhear the woman in front of me comment,

oh... THAT'S gonna be dirty...

STOP THE PRESSES

This woman is telling me, that a shovel... that falls on the ground... is going to be DIRTY?! No way. Thank you, Captain Obvious.

But it gets better!

So, I pick up the shovel, and I was going to place it on top of the trailmix serving area, in a place where people would realize that they probably shouldn't use it. Then I hear,

Oh, now she's going to put it back in the thing...

Really? Really, lady? I should have turned around and said something. I should be more assertive and confront people when they pull shit like this. But alas, I didn't. And I didn't re-use the dirty shovel either. So screw you, captain obvious.

This should be my new experiment: Become more assertive. If this happens again, I will definitely have a story.

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