FRIDAY WORDS OVERHEARD
"How 'bout that party last night, huh? She was wasted! And she kept being like 'Hey! Why aren't you drinking? You look like you need a drink. I'm buying you a drink!' She's a mess..."
This particular "overheard" is one that hits a little close to home. I was in an elevator with these two guys while they were discussing said party; we were on our way up to the 12th floor of a rehearsal hall for a staged reading of a new musical. And although they didn't know who I was, I knew who they were (the theatrical community is small, people!). And although they had no idea, I was also at that party the night before (did I mention how small it is?). And the most uncomfortable example of this small world... I knew the "she" they were talking about. She's a friend of mine. They had no idea. So, I guess I mean that it was uncomfortable for me - they were oblivious.
What a wake up call for me, though! A reminder that New York isn't as big as it seems, and the theatre world has a million small connections - you never know who you might wind up in an elevator with.