Bus conversations
"Sort of like you know"
I think this is probably going to become a theme, so I will dedicate an entire thread to it. I wasn't really in the mood of listening in on another person's conversation on my way home from uni on the bus today. But this couple was seating right next to me and above sentence in conjunction with the loudness of their voice made them hard to ignore.
Her: "So she sort of had the tssituation (it's like "situation" only with a tss in the beginning") sort of like you know?"
Him: "Oh My God"
Her: "Like, you know?"
Him: "Right"
Her: "Yeah"
Him: "God"
Her: "Like, Hello"
Both laugh
Her: "But she's just sort of like that"
Him: "God"
Her: "Like, you know what I mean?"
Him: "God"
Her: "Yeah"
Him: "Right"
Both laugh
Her: "Every time she does it"
Him: "Oh my God"
Her: "Every time"
Him: "Stop it"
Her: "Every time!"
Him: "Oh my God"
Both laugh
Him: "And why did he bring a carpenter to dinner? I mean, why was she a carpenter?"
Her: "I don't know, I mean like I used to be a truck driver. A FOXY truck driver"
Him: "And what about the things he said? My mum shared a house, my dad killed himself. I said, like WHAT????????? That's like the worst thing you can do to yourself!"
Both laugh
Him: "Out of all the things you can do to yourself, that's THE WORST"
Both laugh
Him: "The WORST"
Both laugh
Him: "Kill yourself? Hello?"
Both laugh
Him: "You know what I mean?"
Her: "Totally"
Him: "I mean, how bad is that?"
Both laugh
Him: "Why do that? What else did he do I mean?"
Her: "He shared an apartment with British guys in Berlin"
Both laugh
Her: "When I was inside the houtsse, I thought about it, but then I went, Nah"
Him: "I know"
Her: "You know what I mean?"
Both sigh
Her: "I hope my friend didn't ruin it for you"
Him: "God"
Her: "I know"
Him: "Right"
Her: "Like I tssay (it's like a say only with tss in the beginning) to her all the time, why do that?"
Him: "God"
Then all of a sudden they had to leave and once again I was left without knowing the conclusion of such an inspiring exchange between two (what looked like) 30 somethings.
All I heard as they were leaving was:
Her: "Tsso I tssaid I touched him in bad platsses............ in bad platsses"
Don't cry, don't regret and don't blame
Weak find the whip, willing find freedom
Towards the sun, carry your name
In warm hands you are given
Ask the wind for the way
Uncertainty's gone, your path will unravel
Accept all as it is and do not blame
God or the Devil
~Born to Live - Mavrik~