One of the joys of public transportation is that every day could bring a brand new random encounter. For example, the other morning, a guy sat behind me and talked to himself about baseball and health insurance. At first I thought he was on the phone, but no. Then we had the following conversation. I am not making this up!
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Me, your friendly blogger
Mystery Man, wearing a stocking cap, sporting a few days' beard growth. In other words, he looked like a normal Seattle guy.
Him: Do I smell bad?
Me: [looking back, doubting my ears] What?
Him: Do I smell really bad?
Me: Uh, no, you smell fine
Him: oh, good
[pause]
Me: [glancing out the window nonchalantly]
Him: are you going to work?
Me: yep
Him: Have you been working in downtown Seattle continuously for some time now?
Me: [giggling to self] uh, yes
Him: oh
[another pause]
Him: Does your employer offer you any incentives?
Me: [confused] um, what do you mean?
Him: like getting the newspaper
Me: [smiling] no, we don't get the paper, but we do get coffee
Him: [blank stare]
Me: [once again captivated by the trees outside]
Him: So you're a bartender?
Me: [???]
Him: A barista?
Me: [thinking that makes more sense] No, I work in an office
Him: What field do you work in? Then I'll go move over there [points up a few seats]
Me: [pulling some papers and a pen out of my purse to help with the upcoming ruse] I really need to get some work done
Him: Ok. [stands up] I have to go learn Italian on 4th Avenue anyway.
-end scene-
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2 comments:
This is amazing. I can totally picture you facial expressions during this, and it made me laugh out loud! I wish you many more happy transportation encounters in the future!
Margo
Um, I think you held up your end of that odd exchange rather well! :-)
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