Thursday, July 24, 2014

The stories we tell ourselves

Woman on bus: Wow. I love your boots.
Me: Thank you.
Her: I want boots like that but they don't look comfortable. 
Me: They are!
Her: If I walked in them I wouldn't be.
Me: OK.
Her: They aren't, right? Be honest.
Me: I have no reason to lie.
Her: I so wish I could get a pair. But I don't want uncomfortable shoes.

I'd complain about her, but we're all stuck on the stories we tell ourselves.

Thursday, July 3, 2014

I don't care about none of that

A couple is walking behind me, arguing. At the street corner, they say a quick goodbye. She goes one way, he another. He turns and yells "I adore you! I don't care about none of that!" 
I loved how he said it, so loud and full, arms extended. 
Life is a romantic comedy.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Seven more reasons

I'm on the early morning bus. Two guys stumble on. They're drunk.
Guy 1: (laughing) I have seven DUIs, man. Seven!
Guy 2: (Slurring) You need to see a psychiatrist if you like drinking and driving so much.
Guy 1: Makes no difference. Haven't driven in over 15 years. Let's go find a beer.
Seven more reasons to love public transport.