ONLY IN CAMBRIDGE, PART IV (or may I suggest H.G. Wells?) —— by Steve Nadis
In Cambridge, Mass., where I live, one hears the most amazing conversations, often carried out on the highest plane of intellectual acuity. Fortunately, with my “phonographic memory,” I can record these exchanges verbatim and often do to the delight of readers everywhere. Here’s a sample I overheard last night in the parking lot of the Whole Foods (a grocery store where you get to spend $100 without even filling a single shopping bag).
Man1: He told me I should start dating. Then she’d come crawlin’ back.
Man2: So have you?
Man1: Well there was this one woman kind of foisted on me. She seemed more than willing…
Man2: What about you? Were ya’ tempted?
Man1: Well, not exactly… But 20 years ago, I wouldn’t be here talking to you about it.
Man2: Sounds like you need a time machine. Pop her in, and while you’re at it, you ought to hop in too.
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