Sitting in a waiting room, blogging, writing poems, reading poems, etc and this guy (on his laptop) gets a phone call and well talks so loud you can’t help but overhear everything he has said. He went to Vegas!
The trip was all paid for. He won $1500 gambling. He gambled while his wife shopped. He was there for a wedding. He gambled with some friends. He was happy to win because the trip was all paid for and he didn’t have to pay anything for it. He said he felt like he won 50K instead of 1500 dollars he was so excited!
Besides reading and blogging, I can watch my App and watched a TV show ... I barely had the volume up and read the captions so I wouldn’t disturb the other people in the waiting room. (Yes, I have ear plugs but I rarely use them because I forget to charge them, lol).
As I sit here and listen to every detail of his ridiculous trip (Vegas for a wedding during a Pandemic?) I can’t believe I worried about me making too much noise. But of course observing and listening is how some poets, like me, come up with poems.
Often if I’m working on a story and get stuck, I may overhear or have a story told to me that helps me to fill in the gaps and/or to help me figure out how to make a bridge of sorts in the plot line to move the story along.
The guy is still talking as I type completely unaware anyone else is listening to him. See, there’s another poem/story idea ... how easy is it to “steal” any kind of sensitive information without even trying? He’s mentioned posts, sources, and names!
Happy listening!
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