Dear Co-Worker,
I'm sorry that you walked in on me picking my nose in the "privacy" of my cubicle. Sometimes that barrier of a tissue between your finger and the crusty boogers is just too much. Sorry that you had to see that and that you probably didn't even notice the fresh tissue on my desk waiting in case I got something gross out of my left nostril. But don't worry, I used hand sanitizer right after you caught me...but man, too bad you had to see that. Working in an office full of men (minus the front office lady) has turned me into a heathen.
Sincerely,
Me
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