Khakis…and a Polo.

Best ever overheard conversation.  And I’ve overheard some really good conversations before, mostly at Starbucks because I don’t really sit around anywhere else.  But this one was at Costco. Yes, Starbucks and Costco, very Seattle of me.

First let me preface by saying that the sun was in full effect today, so everyone was a little out of sorts with giddiness, being that it’s March in Seattle and it’s been about 6 months since the sun has graced our presence (I know, I exaggerate, it’s just much more exciting to set the scene up that way).  But seriously, it was really sunny and people were very excited to be at Costco and to be outside.  I even saw a group of 6 high school girls from a soccer team bust out into a ditty.  No words for that one.

Ok, so sitting outside eating our cheese pizzas, all beef hot dogs and churros when the three teenage boys next to us started talking.  They were 17 by my calculations (aka, totally listening to every word and figuring out the math when the boy said, “15 years from now you’ll be 32.”).  That line was already funny because I’m 35 and the fact that in 15 years those boys still won’t even be my age put me rightfully in my adult place.

So let’s begin the convo.

Boy #1: I love going out to eat with my girlfriend’s family.  Her mom doesn’t really cook, so we eat out almost every night and they always pay for me.  I don’t think I’ve paid for one meal since we’ve dated.
[My comments to myself:  Poor girl, have you ever gone on a date with her? I mean, have you ever taken her out yourself and just paid for dinner?  Even Chipotle would win my heart over.  I love my parents to death but I certainly didn’t want to go out to dinner with them and my boyfriend all the time.]
Boy #2: Does the mom work?
Boy #1: I don’t think so, her dad is loaded.
[And…mystery solved.]

Boy #1: When I go to college my parents are going to get a place in Palm Springs, it’s so cheap there, you can get a house for like $200K.
Boy #2: Yeah because there is nothing around there and nothing to do.
Boy #1: That’s why it’s good for the old people, they love it.
[Note to self, when my child is 18 I will be considered part of the “old people”.]

Boy #1: I’m going to go into Computer Science in college.  If I major in that I’m guaranteed a job right out of school, base salary $100K, I looked it up.
[You looked it up? On Google? What’s the job? But hey, already I’m excited that he’s talking about actually working out of college.]
Boy #2: I’m going to be a doctor.  Then you can never get fired.
[Huh?]
I can do any kind of medicine, there is always a need for doctors, like even sports medicine.  Sure, I guess the hospital could transfer you, but you can’t actually get fired.
[Again, stoked he has ambitions, whether it be altruism for healing the human body or job security.]
The only way you can get fired is if you do under the table kind of stuff.
[That’s called malpractice, son. And yes, I guess you could get fired for that.  I’d say maybe more along the lines of never work again, but fired works too.]
Boy #3: [He’s kind of the quiet one, probably thinking he can’t believe these conversations] Totally.
Boy #1: My dad does work for a company that does computer science so I have an in.
Boy #2:  Where does he work?
Boy #1: He’s the CFO, that’s the Certified Financial Officer [eh, I don’t think it is] at a company, I’m not really sure what they do.
[And…scene.]

Boy #3: Where do you guys think you want to live and settle down?
[Settle down? That’s cute but do they even know what that means? Oh, we’ll find out.]
Boy #2: I could see myself coming back here in about 15 years [yes, my calculations conversation] to settle down.
Boy #1: What? In 15 years, you’ll be 32.  What do you mean settle down, like look for a wife?
Boy #2: No, I can have a wife and kids already and then move back here to be with my family and you know, settle down.
[They LOVE settle down.]
Boy #1: I don’t know, I guess it’s nice to be home.  But I have to do California, I need sun.
[Boy #1 just scored some points with being one of the first Pacific Northwesterners in my presence to admit the lack of sun here BLOWS!]
Boy #3: [Oh, welcome to the convo]. You could live in Florida.
[?]
Boy #2: I could not live on the East coast.
Boy #1: I guess Florida could be considered the East coast, right?
Boy #2: I could never live in Boston or NY.  I mean, you could never wear what you are wearing right now on the East coast.
[I believe the other kid was wearing a track jacket, not sure about the bottoms.]
If you are at work you wear a suit and the rest of the time it’s khakis and a Polo. It’s not like Boeing where you can wear sweats.
[Ah, the aerospace industry, such slackers wearing sweats. It’s like they’ve given up.]
Boy #1: I guess I could be okay with khakis, khakis aren’t that bad, they are comfortable.
Boy #2: No, dude, not just khakis…you have to wear the Polo.

Best end to the best conversation I have ever heard.

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