My Own "Overheard in New York"

"Listen, I am Shabby" by Camilla Engman
Ah, New York, the town of infinite possibilities - and weirdos. Inevitably, when you have that many eccentric people in one place, you are going to hear some weird stuff on passing. So much so, that there is an entire site dedicated to it.
I am a long standing collector of these little gems of listening, and figure that it is about time I start sharing my collection with you, my fine readers. The two scenes below are BY FAR my two favorite moments of listening in in recent memory. Enjoy...
SCENE 1: Duane Reade Pharmacy, 28th and Park Ave.
I am in line (and notice I said "IN" not "ON" - there is no line that I am standing upon, you strange, strange, northerners), waiting to pick up a prescription. There is a young woman in front of me. I hear her ask the cashier for Plan B (for those of you who live under a rock, Plan B is the name for emergency birth control). Cashier goes and gets the product. Let's Listen...
Cashier: That'll be $45.68
Customer: ...What? How much?
Cashier: $45.68
Customer: Hmmm (reflects).....you know what, I'm gonna wait. (Turns and leaves)
SCENE 2: Liquor Store in the Flatiron District
Again, I am in line. There is a old man in front of me, dressed rather jauntily in a black trench coat and black fedora, with a feather in the brim. He is not at all homeless.
Fedora Guy: Do you have any Tanqueray?
Cashier: Yes. (Goes and fetches two bottles) Which size do you want?
Fedora Guy: (Stares pensively at the bottles) Hmmm...what day is it?
Cashier: (Looking puzzled) Um...Thursday?
Fedora Guy: Ok (nods). I'll take the big one.
SCENE 3: Former rather loud coworker, on the phone with a potential client.
Sadly, we only have one half of this conversation. But as you will see, maybe that is all WE NEED...
Coworker: You did NOT do that to a little girl scout!?
......
Coworker: Is her dad gonna punch you?
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What's the best thing you ever overheard?
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