Do you ever find yourself over hearing some fantastic conversations? I do and I always wish I had a dictaphone on me to record them. I spent some time on an N13 from Golders green last night, and this is what I over heard:
(young man who later we find out is called Harvey enters bus)
Harvey: Does this go to Charing Cross?
Harvey: I need to get to Charing Cross.
Driver: This bus goes to Charing Cross.
(Harvey stumbles on first deck of bus, dropping his phone in the process)
Harvey: (to plaid shirted, Carlsberg swelling bloke) Can I borrow your phone?
Bloke: Why d’ya wanna borrow my phone?
Harvey: Mines run out of credit, I need to call my friend.
(Bloke mumbles something indecipherable, hands Harvey the phone. Harvey drops the phone)
Harvey: Shit, sorry. (Dials number) Gary it’s Harvey, where are you?... Who are you with Gary?... Can you ring my mobile?
(hands Bloke back his phone)
Harvey: (to bus driver) Does this go to Charing Cross?
Harvey: Gary, where are you? Where? I can’t hear you… Who are you with? I don’t like your friends Gary… Oh, just some Guy… I’m on a bus…. (louder) I’m on a bus! I don’t know where…
Bloke: Baker Street.
Bloke: Tell him you’re at Baker Street tube.
Harvey: I’m at Barker Street.
Bloke: Baker Street.
Harvey: I’m at Beaker Street… Beaker Street! (to Bloke) Where am I?
Bloke: Baker Street!
Harvey: (to Bloke) Can you tell him.. (hands phone to Bloke)
Bloke: He’s at Baker Street tube station mate. Baker Street! (hands phone back).
Harvey: Where should I get off Gary? Where? Who are you with? What did he say?... I don’t like your friends, I’m lost Gary…
(the bus approaches Oxford Street)
Harvey: (to driver) Excuse me, where am I?
Driver: Oxford Street.
Harvey: Gary, I’m on Oxford Street. Where should I get off? I’m lost Gary, I’m on a bus and I’m lost…
(Harvey walks over to the driver)
Harvey: I need to get off the bus, let me off the bus.
Driver: Only at the bus stop.
Harvey: But I need to get off now!
(Driver slams shut the window and the bus speeds up, causing Harvey to nearly fall over)
Harvey: They’re shouting at me Gary, shouting at me, they won’t let me off the bus! They’re not letting me off the bus! What should I do, They’re not letting me off. I’m lost Gary…
(Bloke starts to laugh to himself)