A number of us wannabes were sitting around talking and waiting for our turn to pitch our work to the agents, when this guy, Joey, pulls out a container of dental floss, tears off a serving, and starts flossing. Right there in front of us.
And I thought high-schoolers could be uncouth.
If that wasn't gross enough, the lady next to him asked for some, like most people ask for a piece of gum, and there they sat, the two of them contorting their faces and digging that thread into their gums, while the rest of us tried not to look, which, by the way, didn't help because, guess what? They had to have a conversation about it, too:
"Did you know that Dr. Oz says you're supposed to floss four times a day?" says Joey.
"No, I didn't," says Ann.
"Yup, it can cause cancer."
"Wow. I didn't know that. I'm just glad I could get that piece of apple out of my front tooth."
"Yeah. But, nobody would have noticed," Joey says. "It's the same color as your teeth---unless the peel was still on it."
They laugh as they work the food bits outta those back molars.
"Gee, that sure is refreshing," says Ann.
"No kidding. That minty taste is invigorating! I feel so much better."
I'm glad he did. I don't know what they did with the used floss; I looked the other way and another woman got up and walked out.
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