Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Standing 'On' Ceremony


The mall post office, late at night, locale of the Aussie woman calling me a mongrel, is quite the laboratory of human intercourse (as Eudora Welty would attest).

"Are you on line?"

"Yes." (Although I was and I wasn't, since I was fooling with customs forms.)

"You must be from New York," I said.

"Because of my accent?" he said.

"No, because you said 'on line' instead of 'in line.' That's said only in New York City or immediate vicinity."

"You a linguist?"

No, just a Laughorist.


1 comment:

Patti said...

They have post offices in the mall?

I don't get out much.

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