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D-bag at my gym at work a while back was clipping his toenails literally in the middle of the locker room.
He was an older dude so he had these big disgusting brittle toenails, putting his feet up on one of the benches and his tortured clipping was making this nasty sound--and chunks were shooting off in all different directions that were landing haphazardly all over the place. The few of us in the locker room at the time were watching him--bewildered-- thinking "how is he going to pick up all those clippings?"
Prick puts on his socks and shoes and walks right out like nothing had happened.
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