Overheard Conversation "...cause you're from India"

This morning I stopped in the gas station to by a big-ass Pepsi, since tired Matt was tired and only got about five hours sleep last night.

When I went into the gas station there was a gruny looking 20-something guy talking to the clerk. The conversation went like this.

Grungy guy: ...I recycle this stuff, steel, old stuff, whatever. There's all this stuff that was our fathers' and grandfathers' and people are just throwing it out. Like this *grabs something on the counter* imagine this was something from the 20s and people are just throwing it out. I take it and recycle it.

Clerk: How do you recycle it?

Grungy guy: I hold onto it for a week and then I try to sell it on Craigslist or in the newspaper. Or I'll go to a flea market, a swap meet. You know what a swap meet is cause you're from India.

Me: *jaw drop*

The guy went on to talk about how he also collects stuff from hoarders "You know, those people that have shit stacked up 25 feet high."

The clerk, as near as I could tell didn't bat an eye. I'm sure they get a lot of people saying strange, or obnoxious, or offensive things all the time. Still, it was not at all what I was expecting to hear on my way into work this morning.

Overheard at the Library (it's about pr0n)

Hello everyone. I'm back from a little Christmas hiatus until the end of this week when there will probably be a New Year's hiatus. Anyway. Christmas was good. Logan got a ton of stuff, and now we don't have much room on the living room floor again. Stupid weather (60ish on Saturday with hard rain all day) caused more flooding in the basement, 2-3 inches, so now we're going to have to clean up the floor again. And now we have a sodden area rug that I don't really have an area to leave it out to let it dry. Yippie!

But enough of that. Here's a bit of a conversation I overheard from two patrons I was checking stuff out for on Saturday. The scene: it's rainy, a lot of people are getting movies, the woman is trying to decide if she wants to take a second movie home or not. As background, patrons are allowed ten movies at a time, most of them are for three days. Documentaries and family movies/kids programing is seven days. She was thinking about two three-day movies.

Woman: Will there be enough time to copy it?
Man: It will only take me about as long as the movie is to copy it. We can make a copy and bring it back tonight.
Woman: *goest to get additional DVD and brings it back to counter*
Man: The only things I haven't been able to copy are porno and The Muppets.
Woman: I don't think we should talk about this in front of him. (meaning me)
Man: He can't hear us.
Me: You're all set. Have a good day.

I would have liked to have told them that piracy is illegal, but I like my job, and my family appreciates the income that it provides.

Overheard at the Library

Little boy of about 5: "Can we get Ghostbusters?"

Father: "No."

LB: "Can we get Ghostbusters?"

Father: "No."

LB: "Can we get Ghostbusters?"

Father: "No."

LB: "Can we get Ghostbusters?"

Father: "No. Ask me again and I'll pop you." (not sure if/how much he was kidding)

Boy's Brother, probably about 8: "Oh! Pop me!