My Name is Elizabeth!

Say it, don’t spray it…

Is the nice way of letting someone know they are spitting on you while they talk (or so my mother tells me). I’m sure no one deliberately intends on torpedoing their saliva into your eyeball when they get overly excited telling you about their brand new car, so in hind sight screaming “OH GOD, YOU JUST SPAT IN MY FUCKING EYE!” and running to the nearest water fountain to irrigate the festering germs that are surely making their way into my bloodstream, wasn’t the nicest thing to do. But how does one deal with this salivary situation in a diplomatic an inoffensive manner?  Do you ignore your animal instincts (to scream and yell and vomit) and simply let the other person’s salivary acids burn their way through your retinas?  I don’t know. I guess it’s just one of those things you can’t avoid, like sneezing with your mouthful of cereal or breathing in other peoples farts. C’est la vie.