Eavesdropping

Laura and I were sharing a late meal at a local fine dining establishment yesterday evening when the conversation between an overserved female patron and her less drunk female friend spilled onto our table.

Overserved Female Patron: You remember that bitch Linda, right?

Less Drunk Female Friend: Who?

Overserved Female Patron: That bitch Linda.

Less Drunk Female Friend: I don't think so.

Overserved Female Patron: Yeah you do. She's the chick who peed in front of everyone on the trolley last summer.

Less Drunk Female Friend: Oh yeah, Leaking Linda! She's a sweetheart.