Pet Peeve

At Denver I bought April Vogue and Dwell to read on the flight. After we board, I'm reading Dwell, and I put my pristine new Vogue in the seatback pocket in front of me.

A woman two seats down from me shouts over, "Hey, can I read your magazine?"

Me: What, the Vogue?

Her: Yes!

Me: Um, I just bought it.

Her: Can I read it?

So obv, there's no way for me to say no without looking like a total jerk. Even though I think it's super impolite that someone wants to read/use something I just bought that I haven't even looked at.

Anyway, I don't really have to make a decision, because she just reaches over and takes it out of the seatback pocket.

Me: Um, okay.

She opens the magazine and proceeds to lick her fingers every time she turns a page.

Ewwwwwwww.
I ended up tossing the Vogue because I couldn't bring myself to read something that had her spit on every page. Gross.

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