While drinking coffee with my wife, I was distracted by a couple sitting at the table across from us. The young woman was a chatterbox, talked without taking a breath, and had a loud, twangy tone. The man, who was stout and wore a Yankees cap sideways, barely spoke.
The manβs gaze dropped to his phone, and every so often, he looked up to give her the indication that he was listening.
As time wore on, the man appeared increasingly uncomfortableβcrossing his legs, uncrossing, holding his face in his hands, rotating his neck, standing up, sitting down.
It was as if he wanted to escape the situation but couldnβt.
The longer he endured the conversation, the more difficult it was for him to pay attention despite his chugging down one black coffee after another.
βWhat are you looking at?β my wife asked annoyingly. βYouβve been staring at that couple for the last thirty minutes.β
My wife was not the kind of person that gawked, but I was. I gave her a play by play of the situation so she would understand why I was so interested. βHoney, the man is drooling out of the corner of his mouth as the womanβs rambling appears to be utterly unbearable.β
βI can hear her,β my wife said. βBut why donβt you finish your coffee before it gets cold. And you havenβt touched your scone.β
βHoney, the guyβs face is starting to twitch in spasm. Could you believe that?β
βI sure can,β my wife said with sarcasm.
She tapped my arm to get my attention.
I turned to her.
Once our eyes met, she said in a firm but soft voice, βThatβs how you look when Iβm talking to you.β
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Oh dear! I love watching other people too. π
my favorite pastime. π
Completely awesome.
Thank you!π
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Loved the ending. I once had an absorbing coffee break watching a woman with a lap top trying to explain Facetime to her ex husband so they could talk to their daughter who was just waking up in New York. If only she knew that she was broadcasting to the cafe of a department store from her bed!
Thatβs funny. Many people donβt know the meaning of privacy or to speak in an indoor voice. ππ
Oh, knife to the heart.
Thereβs a moral here, I guess.
There is a definite moral here, one that I’ve lived.
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Haha! Oohhh ouch!!
Maybe I should have called it, Ego Injury at the Coffee Shop.
LMAO maybe so!! I actually enjoyed this screenshot of life.
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Ha ha ha… I wondered where you were going with this…too true!
Thank you, VJ. π
Welcome!
Hm… π
Interesting.
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Hilarious
Thanks, Debra. ππ»
This is AWESOME and I hope for you sake a piece of fiction. π π π
yes, it was fiction. It was truth with possibility.
π love it!
Thanks, wendi.
So funny. I spend a lot of time people watching too!
I think itβs a large club, people watchers. πβοΈ
Oh man…BUSTED! That happens to me too. I have to be so, so careful of when I’m with friends out that I don’t pay attention to nothing but them. Thanks for pointing this out to us…and humorously at that! π
Itβs so a part of my writing, though. The characters I observe in the coffee house and gym. π
π ok Iβm done, the last part had me laughing out loud!
Iβm glad, M and C!!