Man in shorts on cell: Well, I think what hap­pened is he lost his pinky be­cause of the fork­lift. But that’s not the point of this con­ver­sa­tion, let’s talk about me here.

–186th St & Ben­net Ave

Over­heard by: Ri­na

Girl: And she’s so awk­ward on crutch­es, it’s so an­noy­ing!

–Grand Cen­tral

Over­heard by: MR T

Guy on cell: So he tried to kill a roach and broke his knee, and that’s why he’s on crutch­es for the rest of sum­mer.

–Union Square

Moth­er to young son: Sweet­ie, don’t trip and bust your head open. I don’t have no duct tape to put it back to­geth­er.

–Laun­dro­mat, 48th St & 10th Ave

Blue­ber­ry sales­man, as woman in crutch­es hob­bles past: You hop­pin’, but you ain’t stop­pin’!