I feel like a hillbilly. Growing up in the country, we spit where we wanted to spit. Outdoors, on grass, that is, and probably not on the green. I was utterly confused when once I deliberately went and spit in the trashcan, thinking that was okay. My dad threw a fit! I was like, well what the hell do you want me to do go outside and spit? I was truly mystified. I think he suggested the sink. That just didn't seem right. We wash the dishes there-I had thought about there before I used the trash can! I tried swallowing instead of spitting, but from what I've seen on people's faces, that seems to be even worse! LOL Anyway, I think I've smartened up a little bit and will definitely not spit near any of you folks! Deal?
Once I was at a hamburger joint and there was an older gentleman there with his son, who was probably in his 20s or 30s. I didn't see it, but I heard the son say "DAD!!! You can't just spit on the floor here!" I think the old man was suffering from alzheimer's. I didn't get disgusted or complain, just felt sorry for the both of them.
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