overheard

The week's prize-winner for Best Overheard Conversation:

I'm stopping at a gas station, on a delivery. Out front, sitting astride a gorgeous red gold and black Harley, is a man who is the image of the New Mexico Biker. 40ish, dark clothes, dark skin, superdark sunglasses. Shaved head, goatee. Heavyset, heavy boots planted on the pavement as he talks on a cell phone. His voice, however, does not quite fit the stereotype I am painting of him. It is calm, friendly, kind of soft-spoken, just a little higher-pitched than I'd have expected. A Nice Guy kinda voice. And what he is saying into the phone really doesn't fit the image: "My sister let me borrow her bike! Yeah!"