I know many blogs do a recap at the end of the month about their favorite posts or memories from that month. But I get bored rather quickly. I thought about doing the recap thing. It would be a great, incredibly easy extra post. Only, I cannot choose. And I did not want to copycat.
I thought of something I enjoy more. Eavesdropping. It is a terrible, delectable habit. No calories. Just some bloating of your soul. So, I am going to share my favorite overheard moments at the end of every month. Because the best conversations are always the ones we are not a part of. For the first time, I introduce, a new monthly post, “Overheard in…”:
We were at a local diner eating breakfast. There was a large gruff old man sitting by himself at the next table. His figure spoke of masculinity. The waitress approached him and the following conversation commenced:
“”James*, your meal comes with a drink. Pick out a drink and I’ll bring it to you.”
“No, that’s okay.”
“But James, it’s free. Just pick one out. Do you want some orange juice?”
“No, that’s okay.”
“What’s that James?”
“I guess I’ll take a milk.”
“A chocolate milk.”
Aw. The large gentleman ordered a chocolate milk and melted my heart.
*I changed his name for privacy reasons. People should be allowed to order their chocolate milk in peace.
I was shopping at Nordstrom Rack. There was a five year old little boy, his mother and his two year old little sister in one of the aisles. This is what I heard the little boy say to his mom:
“Mom, imagine if you went to my school.
And imagine that you were my friend.
And imagine you were wearing this dress.
What would that look like?”
At the hair salon:
A man says to his hair stylist, “I don’t want a haircut that my wife sees and says, ‘Honey, that’s a nice haircut.'”
He paused for dramatic effect here.
“I want you to give me a haircut that makes my wife make out with me.”
At Costco in the food court (the very best place to eavesdrop and people watch ), there was a family of three. One member of the family being a little girl of two.
There was a bird in the food court and of course the little girl was fascinated with it. She began chasing it around her table. The mother encouraged her. The father did not.
He said, “Be careful! The bird is fast.”
The little girl continued to chase the bird.
The husband turned to his wife and said, “When those birds came at us…That was the worst thing I have ever experienced. In my life.”
They packed up after that. But I noticed the man peering into the bushes where the bird had hidden as he cautiously walked away.
And that concludes my eavesdropping for the month. Have you heard any good (but still nice) conversations lately?