Overheard at Table 3: The Toxic People in Our Lives

- oh she is SO toxic!

- I know! no reason to be like that.

- and then, omigawd, my mom is toxic too 

- as toxic as my sister?

- girl, aint nobody as toxic as your sister

- except your boss

- oh yeah, no shit!  SO toxic!

- can't believe we are surrounded by all these toxic people in our lives.

- I know!  crazy, right?  like - what'd WE do to be around all these seriously TOXIC people?!

Overseen at Booth 5: Smith and Company Building

At one time this building actually housed offices that made something.  Nobody quite remembers what that something was, or who were in those offices.  Faded letters on the bricks on the side of the building say "Smith and Company" but that lends no clues to what sort of work might actually have gone on inside those walls.

In recent times it was a storehouse that shipped out large bulk supplies of building materials.  Now they have moved.   Nobody knows where.

Most likely a developer will soon buy the building.  They will either renovate it for luxury apartments, or tear it to the ground to build yet another dull row of condominium houses.

One more faded memory of Chelsea Heights.

6th and Waverly Place.

Overheard at Booth 3: Jogging at Lunch

... I was jogging at lunch today around the neighborhood.  Going past this apartment complex these two young ladies come out of the gate, they looked like one was a realtor showing the other the apartment.  The path was narrow so I had to slow down, and this one - tall, brunette, elegant, gorgeous - says to me "Please excuse us, don't let us get in the way of your run"

and I said, "A gentleman always pauses to appreciate true beauty."

I tell you, if I were twenty years younger, that line would probably get me laid.