Chalk and Cheese
One of the reasons I like public transport is that you get to listen in to other people's conversations and occasionally these are priceless. Last night on the way home, I overheard two conversations between two COMPLETELY different couples.
Couple number 1 were... how to put this delicately... a bit chavvy. But they weren't bothering anyone, they were just sitting at the back chatting. Because the bus was quiet I could hear every word they were saying.* It seemed that the girl thought she was pregnant, but hadn't been to the doctor yet. It sounded like she was trying to persuade the guy to commit to doing something and he wasn't having it until the doctor had confirmed the pregnancy, and he wanted it in writing! A few minutes later he started preparing to get off the bus, and his girlfriend asked him what his plans were. He told her he was 'going begging' and would be home later. She then asked how long she would have to beg for and he told her 'as long as you need to babes'. Any child of those two is going to be delightful.
Couple number two were a sweet little couple who were about to move in together. They were discussing their plan of attack for getting all their stuff from their respective houses to their new flat. The girl wanted to go together to each of their houses, and pick up their stuff. The guy was taking a more practical approach, and took the view that it would save time if they both went to their own houses separately, picked up their stuff and met back at the new flat. The girl then put on a voice and tone that I recognised well and said 'but then if we do it that way it's like we're just students and we're not - we're a couple'. This was met with silence and I laughed because although I couldn't see her boyfriend, I could sense him rolling his eyes just like the many occasions where Fiance has rolled his eyes at me.
*I go through phases when I can't be bothered with other people and just hide behind a book with my iPod on. When I want to listen in, a book serves as a good screen so that people think I'm engrossed and not actually eavesdropping on their conversations.
Couple number 1 were... how to put this delicately... a bit chavvy. But they weren't bothering anyone, they were just sitting at the back chatting. Because the bus was quiet I could hear every word they were saying.* It seemed that the girl thought she was pregnant, but hadn't been to the doctor yet. It sounded like she was trying to persuade the guy to commit to doing something and he wasn't having it until the doctor had confirmed the pregnancy, and he wanted it in writing! A few minutes later he started preparing to get off the bus, and his girlfriend asked him what his plans were. He told her he was 'going begging' and would be home later. She then asked how long she would have to beg for and he told her 'as long as you need to babes'. Any child of those two is going to be delightful.
Couple number two were a sweet little couple who were about to move in together. They were discussing their plan of attack for getting all their stuff from their respective houses to their new flat. The girl wanted to go together to each of their houses, and pick up their stuff. The guy was taking a more practical approach, and took the view that it would save time if they both went to their own houses separately, picked up their stuff and met back at the new flat. The girl then put on a voice and tone that I recognised well and said 'but then if we do it that way it's like we're just students and we're not - we're a couple'. This was met with silence and I laughed because although I couldn't see her boyfriend, I could sense him rolling his eyes just like the many occasions where Fiance has rolled his eyes at me.
*I go through phases when I can't be bothered with other people and just hide behind a book with my iPod on. When I want to listen in, a book serves as a good screen so that people think I'm engrossed and not actually eavesdropping on their conversations.
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