Public Displays of Hygiene Weekly Roundup

Besides the usual disgusto-s flossing their teeth and clipping their nails on the subway, yesterday I witnessed a PDH (I think I'm coining a phrase!) heretefor unseen: a gentleman walking down the sidewalk shaving with a cordless razor, much like this one (which looks like some kind of sub-oceanic scum-sucking creature). Public shaving! This was more amusing than gross, I must say, one of the many sites of the city where I'm asking myself "Am I really seeing that?!"

Speaking of gross, last night G and I went to dinner at Joya, a Thai restaurant in Brooklyn which we have frequented often, and G plucked a big hair elastic out of his tofu with chilli basil sauce! It was black fabric coated, but with that little metal part that lets you know it's an elastic. You could have wrapped this thing around your wrist twice. Well, the owner was mortified, especially because he knew us as repeat customers, apologized profusely and paid for our whole bill, which included a replacement dinner for G. We were laughing about it, just because it was so outrageous to have something that big fall into your food unnoticed. I did sort of lose my appetite, though!

Another G story (nothing happens to me except seeing weirdos shaving in public): he dyed his hair platinum a few days ago, and was walking past a stoop full of kids, one of whom called out "Hey Slim Shady!" Ha! He didn't even have his powder blue jogging suit and white sneakers on! I of course will be calling him Slim Shady for the forseeable future.