[URBAN NOTE] Overheard on the Streetcar

[rfmcdonald]

I got up out of my seat on the Queen Street streetcar two stops before my own, waiting by the doors at the rear.

A group of men, well-dressed, who got on at Queen and University were standing there, clustered around a slim guy with a goatee and black jeans jacket talking about Ute Lemper's first album. I suspected before, but when he rolled his eyes to the side I knew then.

I like being able to pick up on these cues. Details do matter.