An existential dilemma....or in other words...Snot right

 

It was really cold on Friday so we decided not to go to the store. We hung around and did computer work and got a few sales on-line which was great. But we still had to pop out at the end of the day to get some supplies. No milk and bread. We needed some food and stuff. So we bundled up and went across the street to the yuppie joint "Gourmet Fresh."

Now I might have talked about this place before. It is a grocery started by the Palestinian family that used to own the Key Food market on Court St. They had closed down the market and rented the space to CVS. One of the initial sell outs to big business on Court St.  The old man still wanted a grocery so they told the old space that "Dave's" dry goods store had and put in a "Gourmet" supermarket. They don't have many of the old staple American brands like Hellman's Mayo or Guldens Mustard or Ronzoni and shit. Mostly premium brands from small vendors or organic shit. You know stuff that the yuppies and hipsters love.

We have been shopping there everyday since "Good Food" the Italian deli closed. As usual we know everyone in the joint now. All the stock guys and the girls at the check out stand. The owners are pretty savvy. They hired away some of the workers from some of the other businesses that closed. To make it more familiar to some of the old timers who still shop in the neighborhood. One of them is Danny the cold cuts guy formerly of "Mastelone's."

Now Danny is an old time guy from the neighborhood who looks sort of like Popeye with a seventies porn mustache. He is old school and the neighborhood guys shop with him. I know he is not going to give me shit cold cuts so he always gives me a slice to make sure it is cool.

When we were walking in Danny was tossing out some garbage. I guess they were cleaning up early because they wanted to get out of there because most people were staying in because it was freezing. So Danny sees us and says "Hey look who is out freezing tonight. Do youse guys need me?" "Yeah the usual. Some turkey. Low sodium ham. Low sodium Swiss. See you inside."

We go in and get some veggies and stuff and then go to the deli counter. Danny is slicing the cheese and turns to hand us a slice to taste. And then we notice it.

He has a rope of snot hanging down from his nose. Because of the cold when he went outside. So what do you do? To you mention it to him and he brushes it off and gets snot all over his hands. I mean we can't see if he changes his gloves and what not. So do we not say anything and hope it doesn't fall into our cold cuts? I mean he was almost finished.

We decided to wait it out. It was still there when we were finished.

But it is what I call an existential dilemma.

You know what I mean?