I Heard It on COTA (although I'm not sure I was s'posed to)--a semi-regular recounting of the fascinating conversations overheard on COTA

I often ride the crosstown #96, which takes one from the Battelle Institute out to the suburban serenity of Gahanna. Often, fellow passengers include ladies dressed in blue uniforms indicating that they are prospective med techs at the Everest Institute (which is probably yoking them with thousands and thousands in student loan debt). Many of them are poor, from the wrong ends of town, but they're just trying to learn a trade that they hope will help them claw their up the socioeconomic ladder. Some of them can be loud, profane, and occasionally violent (a brawl broke out one day on the bus, which delayed the driver, as the police debussed the offenders). Overheard was a conversation between two ladies dissin' the tastes of men they knew, with particular emphasis on a certain woman. "She be nasty." "Yeah, Roddie put out that he come up on an old Kotex inside o' huh!" I hope Roddie got out alive....