I was going to go into detail about the cell phone conversation(s) I overheard today, but I figured I already did Felons on Public Transit this week, and it'll be hard to top that one for a while.
So I'll just say this. If you are, apparently, just out of a halfway house and attending multiple "meetings" a day, and you do indeed wish to be successful at the whole sobriety thing, it might behoove you to not tell four different people four different stories about what you're planning on doing tonight in four separate cell conversations in the space of, oh, seven minutes. And, um, yeah, seek help for your borderline personality disorder or whatthefuckever causes you to lie so very, very much.
I mean, c'mon now. Four different versions? That's Lie Overkill.
xoxo
2 comments:
You know, you should really take your public transit experiences and turn them into short stories, or short observations, or part of a movie script, or something.
They're much more entertaining than anything *I* ever seem to experience. :)
That's what my friend M1 plans to do with the conversations she overhears (or participates in, 'cause she's a chatter) at the casinos. :-)
But, seriously, if you're out in public much, and you don't hear the most fascinating and bizarre snips of conversation, it's because you ain't listening for it. Whole websites are devoted to it.
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