One tries not to eavesdrop on other people while standing on a crowded subway, but sometimes one can’t help it.
This morning I got on a train next to two otherwise respectable-looking ladies. Clearly they were in the middle of a conversation.
One of them said to the other, “I don’t know why anyone would even be interested in our beat-up old hos, but you never know what somebody will want.”
Oh. My. Goodness. Did she just say that? I thought.
Her companion nodded sympathetically. “Somebody stole our lawnmower,” she said. “Came right up in our yard and took it.”
Well, shame on me for thinking…
Sailboat
Hey, you never know.
There is always that one guy with the farm tool fetish.
You ever visit overheardinnewyork.com ? It’s basically a collection of a bunch of these. I’m not even from NYC (though, on second thought, I’m not certain you are either, Sailboat ), and I find the site highly amusing. All the fun of eavesdropping with none of the shame!
You ever visit overheardinnewyork.com ? It’s basically a collection of a bunch of these. I’m not even from NYC (though, on second thought, I’m not certain you are either, Sailboat ), and I find the site highly amusing. All the fun of eavesdropping with none of the shame!
I second that. It’s a very funny site.
