Unfiltered Story #28249

My 5yo son and I are waiting for the tram. Someone threw a lit cigarette into the ashtray close by: it’s making lots of smoke. Inevitably, my son goes for it and starts to play with the smoke. A young woman watches us. I think she’s worried my son will burn himself, but instead she goes:
“The ashtray’s on fire!”

She then gets a phone call, and repeats that info a good 10 times to the person on the phone.

I was happy the tram finally came, so we could stop hearing her tell everybody about it!