Overheard on the bus
By Todd Stadler · Wednesday, February 21, 2007 10:48am
On the bus ride to work, the two people behind me were talking so loudly that I couldn't read, so I had little choice but to listen in. By their own words, they were (former?) speed users, and they had spent most of the bus ride talking about which of their acquaintances (including one of their mothers, it would seem) had stolen from them, and whether that was a big deal or not.
However, as the bus passed a taco cart on the side of the road, the following conversation ensued.
She: Hey, did you see that?
He: What?
She: I wanna buy a cart like that — a hot dog cart!
He: Aw, no you ...
She: Yeah! I once saw two of 'em for sale in the paper for like $2000. I've always wanted to run a hot dog stand.
He: When you gonna find time to sell hot dogs? On the weekend?
She: No, I could sell the business and run a hot dog stand.
He: You're gonna sell the carpet business? For a hot dog stand? Where'd you put it?
She: There's lots of places! I could ...
He: {As we pass by the Goodwill center} Like what, in front of Goodwill?
She: Oh! I know the perfect place! {She mumbles it to him}
He: No, you gotta keep those carts clean and worry 'bout the health department and stuff.
She: Well, that'd be your job. I thought of the location, and you'd be in charge of cleaning it.
He: Whaddya want me to just ... Easy-Off® the whole thing? That stuff makes you sick! Remember that one time I got really sick? After I drank Pine-Sol®?
She: Well, I ...
He: Man, that Pine-Sol® messes you up!
She: You're just mad because I thought of the perfect place for the hot dog stand!
He: No, I'm mad because I drank Pine-Sol®!
Well, I think the lesson is clear. Kids, don't do drugs. Or Pine-Sol®.