Time To Say Bye Bye Baby
(I’m in an elevator leaving a subway station. Entering with me are an old man and a young woman, the latter with a baby stroller filled with shopping bags.)
Old Man: *leaning above the stroller* “Hey, sweet baby, look at me!”
Young Woman: *with suppressed laughter* “There is no baby.”
Old Man: *still face to face with nothing but plastic bags* “Why won’t he talk to me? He’s so quiet!”
Young Woman: *no longer amused* “That’s my shopping.”
(We exit the elevator. The old man still doesn’t want to let go of the imaginary baby and sets out to follow her. I start walking in the other direction until his tone changes and my conscience kicks in.)
Old Man: *angrily* “Did I scare him? Why doesn’t he answer when I talk to him?”
Me: *calling back towards them* “Hey, [Some Random Female Name], where are you going? Come on, hurry, our exit is over there.”
(She was very relieved to take the long way to the original destination.)
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