"Wanna hear my new favorite song?"
I unplug my headphones to play it aloud on the laptop.
"Isn't that from two years ago?"
"Is it?"
"And it was in a car commercial."
"Wait," I said, "your landlord's name is Akbar?"
"Yeah."
"Like Admiral Akbar?"
"Yeah."
"That is so cool. I wish my landlord had a Star Wars name."
"It's like that magazine we were looking at my place."
"Caryn! You're there," she said over the conference call.
"Yup, I'm still here."
"We didn't know where you went. We were calling your name over and over a little while ago."
"Oh. ... I think I might have fallen asleep for a little bit."
"Thank you for being a big mush."
I laugh.
"I'm a big mush too," he says. "I just don't leak like that."
I give him a sarcastic smile and dab under my eyes with a cocktail napkin.
Inspired by reading too much
*Overheard in New York
*Overheard in the Office
*Overheard at the Beach

I quit smoking





