Like a Living Ken Doll

Man: So, you're waiting for a bus, eh?
Me: Yes.
Man: I don't tell very many people about this, but you seem friendly. You'd probably never guess, but I have an unusual disability.
Me: Uh, really ... you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.
Man: It's o.k., I trust you. [Pause.] I don't have a penis any more.
Me [my eyes involuntarily racing around the floor for signs of recent carnage]: Oh my god! ... [then, relieved at not seeing any] ... oh, you weren't talking about TODAY..., were you? [Nervous laughter as I recognize my possibly attrocious mistake]
Man: Maybe you don't believe me?
Me: No, I do. Honestly.
Man [smiling]: Wanna know what happened?
Me [after a moment of stunned silence]: Er, I think I see my bus ... coming down the street. So nice to meet you! [I run away]

-overheard in osborne village


thanks to j.d. for the contribution