Heard around town: You’re where?
I walked a few extra blocks up the street today after work to grab an iced coffee and say hello to my fantastic baristas. I strolled past what I think is an office building just as the man out front, in a suit and loosened tie, said into his cell phone, “I’m in Los Angeles at the moment, actually.” I looked around, but nope–Lake Union was right there, down the street, and through the trees I could see the Space Needle. Definitely Seattle.
He caught me looking around and shrugged a little bit, making a face, and then said into the phone, “I’ll be back in Seattle by the end of the week.”
“I’m really sorry,” said my friend and co-worker Regis, “but I won’t be able to make it into work today.”
“How come?”
“Well, the sun got in my eyes as I was riding into work this morning, and I got lost. I’m in Neah Bay.”
I see stuff like that all the time on Overheard in New York, and I think it’s those that creep me out more than any other thing on there. I don’t know why. It’s so blatant. I suppose they could be talking to clients or something, but I always, for some reason, imagine they’re talking to their S.O.s, which is just…ick.
Yeah, Kristin, I thought the same thing. I tried not to, because I hate jumping to conclusions like that, but…yeah.
Colin, did you say something rude and hang up on him? Because, seriously.