Nonverbal Communication (A NYC Short Story)
I'm in a bus stuck in traffic. I look out the window down at this woman driving alone in her car. She's talking on her cell phone. After watching her continue to talk for 15 seconds or so, I see her suddenly put the cell between her ear and shoulder, release the steering wheel and use both hands to give the "in quotes" gesture. I'm sure this helped alleviate any possible misinterpretation of what she was saying to the person on the other end of the phone.
--Lincoln Tunnel
I'd like to say this is definitely an Only in New York story, too, but I suspect it's not unique to here, anymore. People are idiots all over these days.
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ReplyDeleteThat's a scary story.
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