I’ll Pay You £5 to Stop Talking
Woman on the bus had a loud phone conversation this morning. She didn’t mind her fellow passengers hearing it, so I’m transcribing it here as she goes on. I’m not sure why, but she wanted us to hear her, so I’m just passing the message on.
This is what your typical commuter talks about on their way into London:
It has, but it’s been a bit tricky and shortlived.
I can’t hear you Bev. I’ve got this number now and I’ll be texting all the time.
Alec had a bit of turn on Saturday night. It was Trevor and Alec and they were at the Abingdon and then went on to the Gothic.
I will send him your love, he’ll be thrilled.
Send my love to those little girlies. Ask them it they’ve got boyfriends, they will laugh their head off a that. (She actually said “head” - singular. This got me thinking.)
and my favourite line:
Just go down - but Beverly: see the villages.
April 27th, 2005 at 12:56 pm
people are stranger that we think thats because normality is a personal matter ..all taht we can do is not to get involved and stay focused to our own path
have a good day roxana
April 27th, 2005 at 2:25 pm
I can’t stay focused above the din of other people’s conversations.
Have a good day too