I just spent 30-minutes in a meeting with a clump of oatmeal on my chin and NO ONE said a word to me.
I went to the restroom afterward, saw it and wiped off my chin.
A few seconds later one of the people from the meeting came in after me looking sheepish so I asked them, “Was there something on my chin during that meeting?" to which they blushed and said, "Yes. Sorry. I didn’t know what to say.”
Seriously? How about, “YOU HAVE OATMEAL ON YOUR CHIN, YOU SLOB!”
Poetic justice for the pathetic attention starved fame whores that they are.
What a colossal waste of everyone’s time and tax payer money not to mention the insanity of diverting rescue personnel from potential real emergencies just so that they could be on television one more time.