"Uh, you got something in your nose."
This is the kind of moment we all long for, right? A, I can't get enough of this and hope to repeat it every day of my life, moment. An ironical moment where you feel both flaming embarrassed and ever so grateful that someone had the nerve to tell you that something about your person is amiss.
Our parents teach us - or try to - at a young age that It's Not Polite To Point or blurt out that someone is fat/skinny/weird looking/weird sounding, and not to comment on a person's clothes and hairstyles that are very attention getting.
It's rude to state opinions and observations that may be hurtful
Not voicing those observations may make the person a victim of finger pointing, snickering and
Par exemple: It's 3:10 in the afternoon on a Thursday, I'm in my bookstore. Since opening at 10:00 I've chatted with customers, popped in to say hi to April, next door shop owner, went to the post office to mail books sold on Amazon, chatted with a couple people there and later had a discussion with our library branch manager about sponsoring a program. At 3:10 a customer comes in to pick up a book I ordered for her. We talk for a minute and then she says:
"Is your shirt inside out?"
"What?" I look down at the blue shirt with green print. It's old and faded but looks okay to me.
"No," I reply. "I don't think
She points to my neck.
"The tag is showing."
We've all seen someone with toilet paper stuck to the bottom of a shoe. Stranger or no, you tell them, right? So they aren't walking about with a tissue tail sailing behind them. Telling a man you don't know that his zipper is down/barn door's open isn't easy but I've done it. A few seconds of humiliation trumps an entire day of everyone seeing your skivvies, don't you think?
That incident further confirmed my hospital friend's sentiment AND was the genesis of my policy to not leave a public restroom without checking my backside and bottom of my shoes. Oh, and I'm pretty good about checking to make sure I've put on my upper wear correctly, like the grown up that I am. :-)
Any 'Excuse Me But You've Got...' moments of your own?