Snippets of Conversation

Sitting on the front porch (or sometimes even in the back yard) Anne and I hear snippets of the conversations of the people that walk or run by.  Sometimes these are interesting.  Sometimes sad.  Sometimes funny.  Last night we were in the back yard and I heard a conversation approaching.  As this couple ran by the only thing I heard was the man saying, "How the hell was I supposed to know what you're feeling?!"  So stereotypical!