March 1, 2018

Overheard in Brooklyn

“I mean, who the fuck drugs a therapy dog?” – Overheard in Brooklyn


A reasonable question from the woman walking behind me to her phone. Who the fuck? Who indeed? I casually, ever so discretely slowed my walk to gather some further information for you. A volunteer?  An intern? Nobody likes them anyway whoever they are. The stupidest person encountered in 20 years on the job. “I mean she talks like she’s nice but she’s not nice, she’s not fucking nice at all.”


Who the fuck drugs a therapy dog? The mystery continues.

Answers on the back of ten dollar bill. You know where to find me.