Daily Archives: August 25, 2009

I was heading home from work today head tilted back snoozing on the metro when this girl hauling a big red bag plops down next to me. She whips out a pen and starts to do the crossword from the daily paper, I look up and catch her quickly looking away. Creepy. I sleep with one eye open and she’s stealing glimpses in my direction. Hubba hubba. Oh wait – WTF is her problem? Do I have a booger hanging out of my nose? As we get to the end of the line, she finally says, “Do I know you from ABC?”
“No.”
“XYZ?”
“No.”
“Oh, I swear I recognize you from somewhere. Where do you work?”
“QRS.”
“Oh yeah? How do you like it there?”
“It’s pretty good there.”
“I could’ve sworn I’ve seen you at work. What do you do there?”
“I’m an attorney.”
“Oh. Cool… Weird, you look so familiar.”

We follow the swarm down the escalator and as I’m walking to the exit, I turn to look behind me. There she is again!! She waves to me as she approaches, “I figured it out! I see you at the bus stop.”
“Yeah, I realized it on our way going down the escalators.”
“Duh! I’m slow.”