Friday, September 3, 2010

Physician, Heal Thyself?

21st October 1950:  The graveyard at Bywell near to the River Tyne. Original Publication: Picture Post - 5138 - Down The Tyne - pub.1950  (Photo by Bert Hardy/Picture Post/Getty Images)

Overheard: on the 9:04 N.J. Transit train to New York

By: Bruce Fretts

Breathless overweight man on cell phone: "Hello, yes, I'm on the train...he died two days ago...wait (huff huff), let me get into my was a blessing..."

Adds Bruce: "Upon further forced eavesdropping, I learned this man is a doctor, it was his father-in-law who died, and he's planning to work from 11-7 today and be reachable via phone while the family sits shiva. Upon turning around, I discovered this was the same obese man who earlier had needed a stranger's help to extricate himself from his too-tight backpack. Oh, doctor!"

Editor's Note: We're wondering if we should just give hand over the blog keys to Bruce, who always seems to find us the best stuff. Or maybe we just need to start riding N.J. Transit more.

Additional Editor's Note: Why do people on cell phones on trains always feel the need to start conversations by stating the fact that they are on trains?

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