Eavesdropping

Today I ate lunch at my favorite Mexican restaurant in Provo - no, not Cafe Rio. I was by myself and so I had nothing else to do but listen in on the conversation at the next booth.

They were talking about the corner of 200 North and how Diegos and Subway are both gone but they didn't know why or what was going to be built there. Then they started talking about the Midtown Village in Orem and how it is empty and they've stopped building.

MORAL DILEMMA: Do I but in and tell them? Then they will know I've been listening to their conversation. What do I say, "I couldn't help but over hear..."

Well does it matter that these complete strangers don't know that Zion's Bank is going in on that corner and that Midtown village is not empty because in fact I eat at the P712 at least once a week? NO - I didn't tell them but if they read my blog they'll know. In fact that is the whole purpose of this post - in case they read it.

Then I thought about an English class at BYU that Ann Dee used to teach where she had her students go to the Cougareat and eavesdrop on conversations. They were to write down everything they heard for some kind of assignment about dialogue.

What about when people eavesdrop on you?

Ann Dee and Kathy used to make up stories and talk really loud and fake fights for the girl and the BYU Bookstore candy counter. They would do this on a daily basis just to watch the girl's reaction. They'd get such a kick about how she would try to hide her reaction. Sometimes when I'm out in public with Ann Dee she'll spontaneously try to make a scene to force someone else to eavesdrop on us but I usually cannot keep a straight face so it doesn't work out.