I used to be on the bus cease on my solution to an appointment when realized I had forgotten my telephone and didn’t know the handle of the place I used to be going.
I requested a girl there if I might make a name on her telephone to get the handle. She checked out me considerably suspiciously however dialed the quantity, and I bought the handle.
With no bus in sight, we determined to share a cab. She stated she was a singer and was going to Carnegie Corridor for a rehearsal with the Oratorio Society of New York.
I used to be impressed.
“How thrilling,” I stated.
She requested if I want to attend that night’s efficiency. I stated sure, and she or he gave me two free tickets. Within the meantime, we found that we lived in the identical constructing.
After dropping her off, I attempted quite a few buddies to see whether or not they needed to affix me, however they had been all busy. So, as my mother would say, I took me myself.
What a wonderful manufacturing: about 200 singers, a full orchestra and a full home for a beautiful efficiency of “Whitman’s America” and one other piece, “A Nation of Others.”
I’m glad I forgot my telephone.
— Barbara Chasen
After I graduated from school, I lived in a terrific condominium within the East Village with roommates I adored. There was just one downside: Each time I purchased a banana, considered one of my roommates would, with out fail, both eat it or throw it away.
At some point, as a joke, I introduced residence a banana and wrote my title, Mia, on it.
A couple of days later, on my method out to get bagels with some buddies, I grabbed the banana in case I’d need to eat it with breakfast. Because of my labeling, it had survived till then.
When it was my flip to pay on the bagel store, I jostled via my issues in a rush to seek out my pockets. Then I went to the again of the shop to attend with the opposite patrons.
After about 5 minutes, the person operating the store referred to as out in a really confused tone: “We’ve bought a banana right here for Mia?”
I turned beet crimson.
“That’s mine” I stated sheepishly. “Sorry.”
“No downside!” he stated cheerfully. “Good factor you labeled it!”
— Mia Marion
Bowie on the B
Dressing for a Saturday journey to Brooklyn Flea, I placed on a navy turtleneck, a crimson Dickies jumpsuit, black sneakers and my David Bowie backpack.
I used to be on the B prepare when a girl bought on sporting an outfit that was almost the inverse of mine: crimson jacket, navy Dickies jumpsuit, white sneakers and David Bowie earrings. She seen me as properly, and we started to talk about music and its significance in our lives.
I couldn’t cease smiling all day to have discovered a brand new good friend.
— Emily Easton
West Aspect Journey
We hailed a cab after a Sunday-morning tennis sport and settled into the again seat with our rackets.
The journey, from the West 20s to the West 90s, was uneventful. It was a pleasant day trip, and the home windows had been open. We felt relaxed and comfortable as we went over the highlights of our doubles match (his large serves; my volleys).
After we bought to our vacation spot, we thanked the motive force and paid our fare.
He shocked us by asking that we to not get out.
You’re the nicest couple I’ve had in my cab in 31 years of driving, he stated. He added, “I’ve to open the doorways for you.”
He jumped out and ceremoniously opened the again door on one aspect after which the opened the opposite.
A girl passing by stopped.
“What’s occurring?” she requested. “Is there an issue?”
“No,” we stated.
— Melanie Bean
It was sizzling out after I walked into Grey’s Papaya on Broadway at 72nd Road to get a papaya drink.
I bought in line behind a thickset man with thinning hair and a scruffy beard. He was taking his time deciding which condiments so as to add to his sizzling canine, so I walked forward of him to order my drink.
“Get again in line, woman!” he stated.
“Sorry,” I replied, hurrying again to my unique spot.
After getting my drink and beginning to depart, I walked previous the identical man. He was leaning towards a aspect counter, munching on his sizzling canine.
“You shouldn’t drink that stuff,” he stated, pointing to my drink. “It’s poison!”
“Papaya?” I stated. “It’s purported to be wholesome.”
“You assume so?” he stated. “My brother-in-law was in from L.A. and drank that stuff. He bought actual sick for 3 days.”
“What about that sizzling canine you’re consuming?” I requested. “It’s not so wholesome both.”
“Who cares?” he stated. “I like the way it tastes!”
— Suzanne Cogan