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And somehow, they find a way to make it work

While I was waiting for a Lexington Avenue bus, I overheard a man talking into his cellphone:

"Babe, I gotta head out of the country for a few days."
. . .
"Now don't start with this again. You know I won't tell you that."
. . .
"We've been over this, babe. I gotta cool out for a while. I gotta find my head."
. . .
"No. No, I won't tell you where I'm goin'. I never tell you where I'm goin'."
. . .
NO. I WILL NOT TELL YOU! I WILL NOT TELL YOU! OK? YOU GOT THAT?"
. . .
"All right, baby. I'll call you soon. Kiss the kids for me."

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It's at this point I'd change my phone number and switch out the locks on my door. But, I'm demanding like that! :)

Can you say D-I-V-O-R-C-E? That is, if that guy is lucky enough to be married to her. I feel for her - she has probably got the weight of the world on her shoulders and not even the children's father to support her. What is this world coming to? Three cheers for supportive dads - we luv ya!

appalling...yet intriguing.

i have some aquaintances whose parents were (presumed our social group) cia ops and they were no end of crazy. what're these kids gonna end up as? oy!

Nah, they're already divorced and whenever he goes away she calls the hotel in the middle of the night when his cell is off.

this is why public trasit is SO much more fun.

I should also mention that the guy wasn't at the bus stop with me. He was alone at an outdoor table in front of a nearby Irish pub, thumbing through the New York Post and nursing a stout.

Clearly, he was having a hectic day.

Clearly he wasn't really leaving the country, actually, he was faking it on his cell, he knew you were listening and wanted to impress you with the promise of international travel and a jetsetting life and carefree, child-free swinging singlehood.

wow, what a cover-up for a lost weekend! i'm putting this little gem in my back pocket.

i was just wondering what happened to my ex...

He was at a pub drinking beer? Damn! He told me he was at the airport!!I wonder if he is lying to me about anything else?

Keep it fella. Payback's a bitch.

Priceless...

who married this guy?

So I wonder how much it costs him to maintain the two families he has?

Wow... that is a tad scarey. My wife always tells me where she is going when she has to skip out of the country to "find her head."

Yeah, but when he comes back he brings me pretty presents and it's my turn... I'll tell him to keep it down next time, okay?

Man, I travel in the wrong crowd! When someone I know needs to go find his head, he picks up a case of domestic beer and the new Truck Trader and goes to Wisconsin for a fishing weekend. Sure, beyond the cheddar curtain is like visiting a different planet, but it sure seems low rent by comparison.

That is so my life! If you replace "out of the country" with "out of my mind."

Interesting. I wish I could hear interesting things like that on the way to work. But, alas, I have to fight the dreaded So. Cal. traffic in the solitude of my car.

I think the opportunity to overhear conversations like this is what keeps public transportation so viable. Free entertainment!

I used to take the Lexington bus! Also the second ave bus! I lived in the east side! Found you through Surburban bliss. Love to meet fellow New Yorkers! I am ny gal in london with my hubby for the time being!

You should send this to Overheard In New York -- priceless!

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