This dialogue snippet comes from my favorite writing spot, the local Oakmont Coffee Shop. Now, just read it as is, you’ll get into a groove as you go. This was the only end of the convo I could actually hear so you’re reading exactly what I heard and the pace at which the convo went was pretty much like you’ll find yourself reading it.
Some guy sitting with a woman: The man’s side of things:
Right? Right? Right to my face.
No. no. no. Don’t talk to me that way.
No you shut up.
We’re getting along real good.
You know that? Okay, okay.
I’m aware of that.
I didn’t. I did not.
No, no, I never said that I swear to God.
Alright sorry, sorry, someone should have told me better. Sorry.
Thank you very much (to Dave who delivers his lunch to his table.)
Listen listen, don’t start yelling at me. (the woman is barely getting a word in let alone “yelling” at him)
We’re not doooing this. You’re turning it around.
He didn’t say no, he just said come on, don’t listen to nobody.
Right? Yep. Okay.
I don’t have any place to live anymore, my rabbit’s dead and that’s great. Gotcha.
You’re claiming you’re an alcoholic now? Yeah? Good.
How’s your job?
You’re done, you’re done. I’m going to get this to go, here.
Have any snippets for me?