I said that in a loud and aggressive voice, "And I'd like it to just stay where it was on the table there!"
I was standing three feet away from my cafe table, talking on my cellphone, and this 40 something gentleman in a striped gray suit with little earbuds breezed by, headed between me and my table, and reached across my laptop to pluck my wristwatch off the table...then hung a left and went into the cafe as I called after him. He gave the watch back and dissembled quite nicely, while I tried to keep a straight face.
He was, at the very least, brazen... I was impressed at how easily he gave up and how amused we both were by it...
jake [email] said at 5:33 PM 11-19-2005: The watch digs into my wrist when I'm typing so I took it off. My table was right next to the cafe wall so it felt pretty contained, and it's my local cafe and I don't live in a shitty neighborhood...
PS- That's cool, I didn't recognize you with gray hair and black face... Man, you've lost a LOT of weight.
andrew [email] said at 10:28 AM 11-19-2005: my friend hi-tone did something like that once. we were at nyu and i was trying to talk to the admissions people, but the student worker at the front desk was being really snotty. so we left. we were outside walking around washington square, hi-tone takes out a yo-yo and starts playing with it. "whoa, where did you get that?", I asked.
Later last night I was at a restaurant waiting for a friend's order to come, and somebody else left their chips behind, so I just picked up the paper tray and took it to the salsa bar.
