When do you dig for gold?

Ahh... more than a week since I last posted.
Something unexpected happened yesterday.
And it calls for a post.
So, here goes:

Woke up at 6:45am...
Dressed in my Sunday best,
I went to church.

After singing beautiful praise songs,
We turned around to greet each other.

After warm smiles and firm handshakes,
We resume to worship our Almighty God.

Ohh... how awesome... er... HUH! What's that?
Someone's soft & gooey booger ball got stuck on my hand! ARGGHHH!
(Booger ball = nose shit rolled up in a ball)

Oh goodness me.
Now, I have a bit of phobia shaking hands.
Folks, please reserve the 'gold digging' activity in TOILETS!