Overheard in the elevator at the APA... Person A walks into elevator, sees person B, and is visibly perturbed.
B: Hi, A. Nice to see you. How have you been?
A: OK.
[moments of silence]
B: Good. Well... I'm fine. Doing well. Not that you asked or anything.
[silence until lobby]
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
10 comments:
where they philosophers?
Spiros cut it out already with these fabricated stories about things you hear in elevators, coffee shops, diners, and the like. It's getting old.
B = Spiros
Have you ever been subjected to an elevator ride with B?
A = Spiros.
Not that I disagree with anon @ 6:19 a.m.
This post feels like a Rorschach test.
Nice try, Spiros!
Poly Styrene has a posse:
http://pitchfork.com/news/42327-rip-poly-styrene/
up yours!
(Woo-hoo! I never get to make the first punk reference here.)
Clayton,
A=B like in Max Black's "Identity of Indiscernibles"?
Well, at least B got the hint this time. Usually every time I talk to B, she goes on and on about all the stuff she's doing. She takes my silence as an invitation to say more stuff about herself.
Post a Comment