It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, so lovely that people are enjoying leisurely walks with their dogs in the park. One of them, a lady of, let's say, "maturity" encounters a gentleman half her age, let's say 29.875 years, give or take. Their dogs meet in the usual, somewhat uncouth, doggie way, sniffing each other's body parts which, in human culture, would be considered rude indeed, but in the world of dogs, that's the way it's done.
The lady and gentleman pause to exchange pleasantries while their dogs get acquainted. The gentleman is well-groomed, nicely dressed in clean clothing, and seems educated. The conversation, an exchange of information about dog breeds, flows. All is right with the world at hand when, without warning...
...the so-called gentleman hocks a loogie and spits it onto the very sidewalk where they stand! In the middle of the conversation! Without so much as a pardon my incredibly rude, insulting, unhealthy, disgusting, socially inappropriate behavior!
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