Overheard in the café today:
Woman on mobile phone, ‘I can’t find the damn phone number for my church’s prayer list.’

Barista, ‘I hope we didn’t give that guy too much coffee; I mean, did you see him? He was shaking all over.’

Thick-necked dude in group of wanna-be hipster guys (who, trust me, these guys sort of had the clothes down but failed miserably in every other respect), ‘I know she is just a whore, but I’m trying to be nice to her so she’ll at least sleep with me.’ This was a group of six guys; I wonder why they couldn’t get any women to hand out with them? Hmm.

Sigh.