Friday, February 23, 2007

The Shortest Distance Between Two Points

So last night, I was hailing a cab to go into Hell’s Kitchen to meet a friend at a bar (more on that later). A woman was also hailing a cab on the same street, and even though there was some distance between where we were heading, she suggested we share it. Sounded good to me, as cabs weren’t that easy to find.

Riding uptown, she asked what I did for a living. I told her I was an editor, and asked her the same. She said, and I quote: “I’m in ladies’ intimate apparel.”

“Oh, really?

Sadly, that was the best I could come up with – “Oh really,” with a little bit of insinuendo spinning on it. Immediately afterward, I thought of better responses:

“Under all that, you mean?”

“Must be chilly in this weather.”

Or, my personal fave,

“What a coincidence – so am I.

So Barbara, wherever you are, good luck on your trip to Milwaukee to sell lingerie and pajamas to Target. But most of all, thanks for sharing a cab with me. We went a little out of my way, but that was still one hell of a straight line.



Travis said...

One of the only times of when I wish real life duplicated movies or TV,where everyone has the perfect witty reply at all times.

Andy said...

So, she was going to Alpine?

Rob S. said...

Sigh... I'm never going to live Alipine down, am I?

Andy said...

You could have lived Alpine down (and you clearly could have lived it up).

What you will never live down is NOT going to Alpine