Overheard on the Train

I am amazed at the conversations I overhear on the train.

These are not private offices or homes. Voices carry. Passengers are packed in like sardines. I assume that every word I say is being overheard by someone else so I select my words carefully.

Other's aren't so careful.

Here is a smattering of what I overheard this week:

Loud (obnoxious) women to her friends: 'I know why I didn't get the job. It is because I didn't sleep with him. I know X X did sleep with him so she got the job over me!'

Only when she bellowed it out she didn't X out the name, she said it, first and last name. Hmmm I think I know another reason why she didn't get the job.

Mother to child over the phone:

'If you don't have supper cooked when I get home I will smack you so hard. . . . I don't care if you do have homework it can wait. . .'

Ah, there is nothing like the sounds of positive parenting.

Two businessmen to one another:

I don't care what anyone says, Bush has been a brilliant President. (suit A)

I agree. I just wish Cheney would run for President next (suit B)

I am frightened. At least everyone else in the car looked frightened as well.

Two people discussing American Idol:

'I didn't know that Celine Dion used to sing with Elvis.'

Apparently they are not aware of the fact that she was probably 3 when he died.

What looked to be a doctor:

'God what a day. In surgery this afternoon I nicked a patient's vein. I've never seen one spurt blood like that.'

ARGH

I may have to start driving again if this continues.