Texts In The City!

As my son travels throughout the city alone for his classes and auditions, at some point during the day, I am on the receiving end of one of his "ah ha moment" texts.  Although my son can be incredibly distracted at times, i.e., the loss of his phone and various other things in the past few weeks, he  can also be very perceptive and aware of things that you and I may not otherwise pay attention to, such as:

"Mom! If I lost my freaking phone what makes you think I would have held onto my receipts from my cab driver who kinda resembles Paul Reubens in a strange sort of way". 
My response:  Fair enough!

"Is it rude to tell the cab guy to drop me off early lol, like if I was going to a place and I said "oh right here' is fine, and just walk extra blocks? "That would lessen the fare AND his tip so think that'd be a rude thing to do?"

"Cab driver has thick dark ear hair, most Ive ever seen on someone.  I bet he can't hear a thing.  Should I test that theory out?". 
My response:  OMG, NO!

"Took subway back, no money left cuz machine couldnt do change so it ate up my entire 20 bucks so now I have a metro card with a lot of money on it which I'll probably lose before I get back to the apartment. Just great!" 
My response:  How'd you figure out which train? 
"Cuz I'm a smart guy."

My personal favorite.  He longboarded down to a movie theater hoping to get into an independent movie that was rated R.  He does look older than his age, so he was hopeful he would be allowed access.

Bo:  "Wouldn't let me in"
Me:  "That stinks".
Bo:  "Yeah. I know. Im stuck here now and no other movies are playing until like 4. Crap!"
Me:  "Bummer.  Hey, while you're out can you look for a store that sells blankets?".
:::::::::the tension is rising:::::::::::::::
Bo:  "Did you not listen to my voicemail!!!!"
Me:  "No".
Bo:  "Well Im not looking for any damn blankets. Im coming back.  I peddled down here for nothing. Now this phone keeps restarting and a bird crapped on my shoulder and just about everything else is going wrong!". 
Me:  "Chill out Bo. Just go with the flow. You need to relax. Bird crap is all part of living in the city.  Sometimes we have days like this. If I told you it was good luck for a bird to poop on you, would you believe me? 
Bo:  "Are you serious???? No!"

I am truly having the time of my life.  :-)