Archive for the ‘Strangers’ Category

Oh, Okay. Tweet­ie.

Teen girl, hold­ing a bag with a dead bird in­side: My grand­fa­ther called ear­li­er about get­ting this bird checked for West Nile virus. He found it in his yard.
Of­fice clerk: Ok, I re­mem­ber talk­ing to him this morn­ing. I need to get some in­for­ma­tion from you first. Now, what was his name?

The girl’s eyes get big, and she looks at the bag.

Of­fice clerk: No, not the bird’s name. I need to know your grand­fa­ther’s name.

616 Court Street
Ober­lin, Louisiana

Over­heard by: Vicky

The Thin Line be­tween Clean and Dirty

Ital­ian mu­si­cian in bro­ken Eng­lish: Ex­cuse… Can you… wash… my in­stru­ment?
Agent: What?
Ital­ian road­ie: He wants to know if you have a cloth to clean his in­stru­ment.
Agent: Oh. Oh. Okay. God, I al­most just smacked him!
Ital­ian mu­si­cian: Wash my in­stru­ment now?


Disin­gen­u­ous­ness Is Part Of My Pro­fes­sion­al Per­sona

Re­cep­tion­ist, on phone: Ocean View* Es­crow
Proces­sor: Dar­lene* please.
Re­cep­tion­ist: She’s on the oth­er line. Would you like to hold?
Proces­sor: I’d love to.
Re­cep­tion­ist: Re­al­ly?
Proces­sor: Not big on sar­casm, are you?

1950 Sawtelle Boule­vard
Los An­ge­les, Cal­i­for­nia

Over­heard by: Matt

No, That’s Ques­tion #15

Nurse, point­ing to birth con­trol ques­tion­naire: Ma’am, I think you an­swered this ques­tion in­cor­rect­ly.
15-year-old girl: No, that’s right.
Nurse: It asks how long you’ve been with your cur­rent part­ner. You said five min­utes.
15-year-old girl: That’s how long it took.

616 Court Street
Los An­ge­les, Cal­i­for­nia

Over­heard by: Vicky