Archive for February, 2009

Fine, I’m Pee-Shy, Okay?

Lit­tle girl in stall with her moth­er: Are you go­ing to go?
Moth­er: No.
Lit­tle girl: You aren’t go­ing to go?
Moth­er: No.
Lit­tle girl: You aren’t go­ing to go?
Moth­er: No, I don’t have to go.
Lit­tle girl: But you said you had to go!
Moth­er: I changed my mind.
Lit­tle girl: That’s not some­thing you can change your mind about!

–Ladies’ Room, Saks Fifth Av­enue

Over­heard by: Har­ri­et Vane

And She Would’ve Got­ten Away with It, Too, If It Weren’t for Those Darned Kids

Guy #1: See, I was in a din­er the oth­er day, I or­dered some food and, yeah, I kin­da no­ticed that the wait­ress was hot. Once I’d got my food and gone out­side, I saw they had­n’t giv­en me my hash brown. So I went back in think­ing, you know, I could get my hash brown and ask the wait­ress for her num­ber or some­thing. But when I got back the wait­ress was like “I ate your hash brown.“
Guy #2: She ate your hash brown?
Guy #1: She ate my hash brown!

–Lex­ing­ton Ave b/w 40th & 41st