Sunday, February 17, 2002
While waiting in line at the bank to do some account work before I leave, the man in front of me began having a conversation with thin air. He did not have a cell phone. He wasn't looking in the direction of anyone in particular. He just said, "Hi" and "how are you?" and "oh, that's nice" and began discussing the nice weather with his invisible imaginary friend.
Needless to say, it was a bit disconcerting. I was just hoping he didn't turn to me and ask me why I was being so rude and not answering his invisible imaginary friend's question.
Posted by Keith @ 12:07 AM ·
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