The word of the day is…
I was riding my bike in traffic this morning on Rhode Island Avenue, and saw a car – double parked – with a professional looking fellow of indeterminate age standing beside it. Across the street stood his girlfriend / lady friend / friend friend / whatever – also of indeterminate age – . Their conversation went as follows:
Guy: (yelling) It’s like Frogger out here this morning!
Girl: (blank stare)
Guy: You know… Frogger…?
Girl: (same expression, head slightly cocked now)
Guy: You know, like… the game? (pleading) Don’t you remember…?
Um, Guy, my guess is that nobody – NOBODY – is going to think that “Frogger” is anything BUT “the game”. Perhaps you likes ’em too young…??? Anyway, just thought the pleading tone (especially considering the subject matter) was worth sharing…