So today is the third day I’ve seen (and heard) the same woman yelling at the top of her lungs at someone on the other end of her cell phone. And, I’ve past her at the same time all three mornings, at precisely the same location – heading south on 4th street under the 9th avenue bridge.
The first time I passed her, while she was practically ripping the unfortunate recipients ear off with slander, I was mildly appalled at the situation. Sure, here is a 30- somethings, half decent looking professional, obviously angry at something this poor sap did. I believe her exact comments this first time were: “… and why exactly is it my fault you’re a complete fucking idiot.” Interesting.
The second time caught me completely of guard. I actually had to think quite carefully at the situation and whether I had simply dreamt the previous occurrence, or that I was loosing it altogether; I wasn’t quite sure. But here she was, same 30- somethings, half decent looking professional woman, absolutely reeling at someone on the other end of he cell phone…. “You’ve got to be Fucking kidding me,” I believe were her words this time. And in fact, it didn’t make me perturbed at the situation so much as it made me, unapologetically, laugh out loud. Truth be told, I actually began to wonder if there was something mentally wrong with this woman. Either that, or her co-worker, employee, heck husband for that matter, is just a complete idiot and deserves what they’re getting via cell phone reception.
Today, exactly one day after the second encounter guess who I run into? Right, same 30- somethings, half decent looking woman, only this time she has the cell phone held away from her ear and is profusely loud-speakering directly into the mouthpiece. Now, I was only about 20 metres away from her at this point but I could see full well who it was, and I could most certainly hear the F-bombs flowing out of her like fireworks on Canada Day. Again, I laughed at the most undbelievable karma that have brought me and this woman together, three times now, along 4th street and under the 9th avenue bridge. I wonder when I’ll run into her next?
Cheers,
D.