I am continuing with my monthly feature, “Overheard in…” It is the tidbits of conversations I “happen” to overhear each month, written down in one place. I only publish the nice ones. If you missed last month’s, here it is. Let’s snoop into September:
We were at Disneyland on The Pirates of the Caribbean ride. There was a row of four little girls behind us ranging in ages of what appeared to be 5-8. Besides pulling our hair, it was cute. If you are not familiar with the ride: As the ride nears the end, your boat travels under broken bits of wood. There is even a chair hanging. This is what I heard two of the little girls say behind me:
“Is that a chair up there?”
“What’s a chair doing up there?”
“It’s how this place was built. With chairs.”
It was quiet for a moment as they stared at the broken creation above their heads.
This made all of the hair pulling worth it. I missed snapping a picture of “the” chair. However, I did get a picture of the broken pieces of wood overhead. It made me smile to myself imagining these little girls thinking of rickety rides made from broken chairs. And also, thankful that is not truly the case!
I was at the nail salon and it was packed. Two older women were waiting to get their nails done together.
The owner was ready for them to go to the chairs and they walked over to me.
Then he seated the two sweet elderly women next to me and told them, “Here you go. Seats right next to each other. Now you can hold hands and sing the same song.”
Now, whenever I go out with my girlfriends, I secretly think of this phrase and laugh to myself.
At a winery, two middle aged men were standing next to us trying to muddle through a conversation.
One turned to the other and said, “I love the decor in here.”
It was all wood. Stuffy. 1980s lodge feeling.
The other one said, “Me too…But…Wait is that a stuffed cat?”
Our bug man (exterminator) came around the corner and stopped when he saw us. He paused sheepishly.
“Oh!” He exclaimed. “I hope you did not hear me cursing over there. I saw two alligator lizards on the side of your house. Those things are scary.”
This did not give me faith in my exterminator. My husband said, “Yes, but they eat the bugs.”
The exterminator responded, “They’ll eat ANYTHING!”
I went into the house chuckling. These are the times when growing up in the country pays off.
We were at a wedding and two young men (in their twenties) were having an interesting conversation regarding the timing of the wedding:
“I can’t believe they are starting the wedding at 6:00,” one young man said.
“Why?” Asked the other young man.
“You should never get married on the hour, because the only direction for the marriage to go is down. A wedding should always start on the half hour, so the hand is moving upward.”
They pondered this for a moment.
“Well,” started the second young man, “I guess she could be late.”
Hmmm. I had never heard of this before. Have you? I honestly cannot remember what time my wedding started. I should have consulted the first gentleman prior to the day (of course, he would have been about ten years old, so who knows what help he would have been)!
And one last small one. I was at the post office waiting in line to send back two returns and the music got very loud. Who even knew the post office had music? This is what was playing at our local post office:
“Baby Got Back” by Sir Mix-Alot.
There was a local police officer talking to a postal worker when the song came on.
The police officer looked at the postman and said, “Interesting choice of music you’re playing here.”
His comment was ignored. But not by me. I smiled…And tapped my foot to the beat.
Have you heard any funny or nice conversations lately? I would love to “hear” them!