Have you ever eavesdropped on a conversation you weren’t supposed to? Tell us about a time when it was impossible not to overhear a conversation between people who didn’t know you were there. What was the conversation about? How did it make you feel?
As it happens, I was forced to listen to a conversation where one party knew I was there, but didn’t care. This happened one evening, on the bus on the way home from work. One young man decided to carry on a very loud phone conversation with his friend, detailing a job interview he was to attend the next day.
The entire busload of passengers was regaled with the with name of the company, the title of the job, the name of the person they were to meet, the possible prospects and how he was going to handle the interview (he planned to “blag” and lie his way into the post.
This conversation went on right through my 45-minute journey, and I could still hear him blathering away after I disembarked and the bus began to recede into the distance. My heart went out to the passengers who remained in earshot.
When I got home that evening, I phoned a colleague of mine and told her all about this episode. Next morning I met both her and our phone hero as she escorted him out of the building. He didn’t get the job.