Confession
You know how when you are sharing a meal with nice and thoughtful people and you happen to soil the area around your mouth with food, those nice and thoughtful people discreetly and respectfully point out the blemish to you so that you can quickly take the appropriate measure with a napkin?
I am not one of those nice and thoughtful people.
The enjoyment as well as perversion out of watching people in their undignified state are just too much to pass up. And I can keep a straight face while relishing every moment of such a blessed advent.
Unfortunately, they usually wise up and end up wiping off the food crumbs, to which I shriek in dismay - on the inside of course.
I am fully aware that there are other twisted individuals out there like myself, which is why you will see me wipe my chin, lips and cheeks upon every other bite.
The same principle applies when it comes to the zipper thing.