Bread vendor: Hey! Lady! Don’t touch the bread!
Old lady, squeezing bread: How am I gonna know if it’s fresh?
Bread vendor: I’ll give you fresh!
Old lady, hitting vendor with large purse in time to her speech: You. Know. What?! You’re. A. Dog! Nothing but a two‐bit, Lower East Side dog! That’s what you are!
Bread vendor: Ahhh! [Old lady leaves.]
Overheard by: Bulent Akman