I overheard some nice and funny things this month. One of the conversations I overheard was quite shocking and I could not bring myself to include it. I wanted a happy post.
Let’s hope December brings pleasant conversations and memories! Enjoy the last day we have in this month that went by much too quickly.
“Dude. That girl was totally jockin’ on you.”
The young man of nineteen bashfully ducked his head as he sat down with his tray of food next to his two friends.
But they weren’t done razzing him.
“And she wasn’t half bad. What are you going to do about it?”
The young man ignored the hard pressing questions and dug into his food. Head down. His friends grinned and joined him in their feast.
I look around for the “not half bad” girl who was “jockin'” this young man. I couldn’t find her. A pit settled in my stomach and I hoped it wasn’t me. ; )
As we entered Michaels, there was a homeless man begging next to the entrance. He was slumped over. I had seen him around town. This was my first time seeing him up close. Before I got up to him, he asked a woman in front of me for money.
She responded to his request with the following reply. “How about I go buy you some food next door instead?”
He smirked at her and said, “It depends. What kind of food?”
We entered the store at this point, so I could not hear her reply.
When we exited the store ten minutes later, she was still standing next to the man engaged in a conversation. He appeared agitated and had placed one cigarette behind his ear and had one cigarette in his hand as he motioned with it in response to what she was saying to him.
As we were loading our car, the lady walked by me. Her car was two cars away. She had a peaceful smile on her face. I wanted so badly to ask what had happened. But I didn’t. I decided maybe I did not want to know.
This was overheard in my husband’s car. There is a saying going around with the youth that basically ends with…”my mom.” Mothers everywhere are cringing. This is a recent conversation:
“You know who is a booger?… My mom.”
The sweetest teenage girl replied to my daughter, “If your mom was a booger, she would be a beautiful booger.”
Awwww. Best. Compliment. Ever.
At Disneyland, on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride:
“Thomas, do you see that pirate treasure?”
“Yes.”
“Thomas, which piece of the pirate treasure do you want? I’m going to steal the pearls,” says the mother of Thomas behind me.
Thomas, the three year old, deadpanned, “I don’t want any of the treasure. It’s not real.”
“Ooooh. Thomas. You’re smarter than me.”
“I know.”
I was at the grocery store the day before Thanksgiving and I was pushing my cart back to the cart aisle in the parking lot. There was an old lady driving in front of me.
A woman in wild leopard pants jumped out in front of her and began gesturing for the lady to follow her. She led her to a front row parking spot.
The action made my heart happy. As the elderly woman was finishing parking, the woman turned to me and said, “Sometimes you just have to give them a little extra help.”
I smiled.
The old woman got out of her car and told the other lady, “Thank you!”
The lady in the leopard pants responded, “No problem. Have a Happy Thanksgiving!”
The woman replied, “You have a Happy Thanksgiving, too.”
And the exchange made me smile all of the way home.
Have you heard anything funny or nice lately?
