“There’s something cool about donating blood,” one woman said to another.
“Yes, it goes into somebody else,” the other said.
“And then it makes you look intently at people’s eyes on the street to see if you recognize them,” said the first.
“It’s a shame paramedics don’t work on commission.”
“Do they use real blood in the movies?”
“Yea, just head into the truck that’s parked on the lot.”
“Is it a Red Cross truck?”
“No, a Paramount truck.”
“I couldn’t paint yesterday. The moon wasn’t in the right place.”
A friend asked a recent immigrant what his first words in English were. “Paper or plastic?” he said.
“I’ve outgrown my hair.
“It’s sad that the best compliments I get are from a fortune cookie.”
“I sunburned my plums.”
“I’m the third generation of wandering souls. I’m real good at leaving.”
“She’s in love and she hasn’t met him yet.”
are these truly random conversations you have over heard or your own matinations..?
G, these are conversations I hear all around me, at the office, on the subway, and sometimes in my own head.