Short, cute young woman with long ringlets, suede ankle boots and a giant garish Coach bag on the G platform, speaking to silent, skinny young guy with goatee, new and stiff red Yankees cap (bill to the front) and big, cartoonish high top sneakers, who made eye contact and nodded gravely as much as he could, his eyes occasionally drifting off over her shoulder:
‘And she was like “you have my phone” and I was like “yes, you left your phone here” and she like “you have my phone, you have my phone” and I was like “yes ma’am, you left it” but she was all yelling at me, like “where are you, where are you” like I had stolen it or something, and I’m like “no, you don’t understand, I work in a store” and she just kept going “where are you” and I couldn’t even understand her, I was like are you speaking English, even? And she was like, “where are you?” and I was like, “ma’am, I work in a store, you left your phone here in the store” and then she’s like “oh, ok, so where are you at” and I was like “this is PS” and she was like “oh, where?” and I was like “ps” and she was like, “wait, what? I’m at the shopping center, at the Children’s Place” and I was like “ok, well, we’re right across from there” and she was like “you’re at Children’s Place?” And I was like, “no! no, I’m not at Children’s Place, I’m at PS,” and she was like “where are you? Children’s Place?” And this went on forever! And I’m like, woman? And she’s all “you’re at Children’s Place, you’re at Children’s Place,” and I’m like “PS, PS!”"
At which point, the train arrived and everyone boarded.
” . . . and she was like, “I’m her daughter. Where are you?” and I was like, “I’m at PS, right across the street from Children’s Place,” and she was like, “ok, we’ll be right over,” and I was like “I’m right here.”‘
The guy nodded thoughtfully. ‘Okay, um, today?’ he began. ‘I had to move this stock, right? From the back, where we have the shelves, and . . . ‘
