Thursday, August 11, 2011

"Tell Me Your Life Story"

So, this one is for Grandmom. Just a bit of background for everyone else: I share a genetic trait with Grandmom in that we both seem to walk around with a sign on our foreheads that reads "tell me your life story". We both seem to end up having conversations random strangers that feel a need to tell us more about themselves than we ever need to know.

That being said, the other day I got off of the bus to go to a friend's place and a large, possibly toothless woman started talking to me while we waited for the light to change at the crosswalk. She saw my phone and started rambling away asking if I have bluetooth because she would really like some new ringtones for her own phone. She then proceeded to play for me all of the ringtones that she did have on her phone. I'm not sure why this particular traffic light took so long to change, but it clearly was not on my side. My friend was also not helpful, he turned and walked away because he was laughing too hard. Apparently, he has little experience with strangers at the bus stop. The combination of the Aussie accent and no teeth made it very difficult to understand her, but I did find out that her name was Cheryl.

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