<b><a href="http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/006932.html">Oh, <em>That</em> Rooftop Party</a></b><br/> Barista: Man, I need some Vicodin.<br/>Female customer: Let me look in my bag. [Looks in bag] No, must be in my other bag. My butterfly bag.<br/>Barista: Oh.<br/>Female customer: Last year, when I was depressed, a friend of mine took all my drugs. Then I went to her place, and I said, "Hey, can I have my drugs back?" So she gives me this one bottle. And later I go in her bathroom, and I look in the medicine cabinet, and they're all right there. I mean, why would she leave them there? She had to know I'd just go in there and take them back.<br/>Barista: Ah.<br/>Female customer: And later I went to a party--you know, that rooftop party--and someone stole all my OxyContin.<br/>Barista: I was just kidding. I've had a stressful day.<br/><br/>--Alt.Coffee, Ave A between St Mark's & 9th<br/>via <a href="http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/">Overheard in New York</a>, Aug 31, 2006