I was sitting in a public place, minding my own business. An elderly gentleman sat down next to me and started to have a very loud phone conversation with what apparently was an insurance company. The salient points are:
- His fiancé was in a car accident last week.
- She was hit from behind.
- She reportedly broke her sternum.
- She “is quite messed up.”
He proceeded to slowly spell the name of his fiancé, the name of driver of the other car, and a bunch of personal details such as birth date, phone number, addresses, insurance numbers, etc.. The fiancé walked around, moved both arms with as normal of a range of motion as can be tested by observation alone, and carried a book that weighs 4 lbs.
After he got off the phone, she sat down and started going through the book, occasionally reading out a passage and the saying that they should get the lawyer to “add that charge.”
Then they thumbed through the yellow pages writing down numbers for attorneys.