After Dinner Conversation

Me: Eeeewwww that guy sitting down talking on the phone is picking his nose.

Husband: The one who works at the Chinese food restaurant?

Me: Well, he's sitting outside the restaurant and he's Asian, but (insert sarcasm) I'm pretty sure that doesn't automatically mean he works there.

Husband: Maybe he's eating them. That way his hands are clean.

Me: I'm totally blogging this.