It's one of my most cherished beliefs that everyone has something beautiful in them; the only question is whether or not I am able to perceive it.
Last night I went to Duane Reade to purchase milk, and while waiting in line, I heard the following conversation taking place behind me.
MAN: When will you give up smoking?
LADY: I'm not going to give it up.
MAN: It's a bad habit.
LADY: You know, if you say that one more time...
MAN: (leading voice) Yes?
LADY: I'll start poking you!
(Insert me trying to stifle giggles)
(They move to the front of the line, by the register)
LADY: Wha-what happened? (She is looking at the Duane Reade that has absolutely NO cigarettes, no Marlboros, nothing...just signs...)
DUANE READE LADY: Sorry, ma'am; we're all out...
LADY: Where can I get - ?
DUANE READE LADY: There's a corner-shop over at ______.
LADY: (turns on her heel, walking out of the shop, to her boyfriend) That's so weird!
MAN: Maybe it's a sign.
LADY: Sign, my a**.
MAN: Really, maybe this means you should...
And off walked the man and the lady (she of the blonde tresses in a red coat, and he of the nicely combed brown hair and suit) into the night.
What I thought was sweet about this conversation:
A) The man cares about the lady and wants her to be healthy, hence his insistence despite her desire for him to stop
B) Her threat to *poke* him!
Human beings are really wonderful.