I got on the bus after work yesterday and sat down toward the back. I wasn't really paying attention. The bus wasn't crowded, and there was someone sitting a few rows behind me, at the very back of the bus. A couple of stops later, someone else got on and sat down by the person in the back. This was the conversation I overheard:
Person 1: This is the last day I'll be seeing you on the bus. I got a new job, and I'm moving to New York.
Person 2: Whereabouts?
Person 1: Manhattan. It's for a company I used to work for. They made me an offer I couldn't refuse. It's going to be amazing. I fly out on Thurdsay.
Person 2: Do you know where you're going to live?
Person 1: I got a great place, just five blocks from my new office.
Person 1: What are you thinking?
Person 2: I'm just thinking that I've always wanted to kiss you, and now I'll never have the chance.
Person 1: Oh, no, you need someone much taller, with better legs.
(short pause, while I assume Person 1 rolls up at least one pant leg)
Person 1: See? My legs are all pasty and skinny.
Person 2: No, your legs are perfect.
Honestly, it was all I could do not to turn around and watch the scene unfold. Among other things, I love the free entertainment available on most public buses. Unfortunately, I had to get off the bus right after the perfect legs comment, so I have no idea what happened. Best of luck to Person 1 at your new job in Manhattan!