I’ve encountered some weird dialogue out in the world lately.
For example, just now, I was in Trader Joe’s meat area, silently scanning the refrigerated shelves for some tri-tip.
Lady: “Delicious ham.”
Lady: “The ham is really delicious.”
Then, I noticed I was standing in front of some ham.
Lady: “I mean it. That ham is delicious.”
Katt and I heard quite a few things on our run Saturday. I forgot most of them, but I can recall:
Man on cell phone: “At the end of da day, I’m a single man, and you’re a single woman.”