A few summers ago I had to meet with one of my vendors (at my old job) in the Manhattan office. He was from San Diego and he was super nice, calm, and laid back.. exactly how I imagine people from San Diego to be. We were breaking for lunch and stood by the floor to ceiling windows staring down at the busy streets 40 something floors below. He was telling me about about the San Diego wildlife.. I can't remember if it was actual wildlife or the kind you find at the zoo, but whatever the case was it prompted me to say "you make it sound like a jungle." And he looked at me and pointed outside and said "I don't live in a jungle, Sarah.. you do. The concrete jungle." And he looked scared.
It was hilarious and possibly a "you had to be there moment." Whenever I hear the phrase "concrete jungle," I think of him and his comical look of fear. I wonder what he's up to now.. nice guy.
p.s. thank you for all of your comments on my last post. I was so incredibly disheartened after hearing the bit of news that prompted that post and your comments reminded me that there are absolutely good people in the world who have the same concerns I do. Thank you for that.