Earlier this evening, I was walking down 6th Avenue in Manhattan, just above 45th Street, when suddenly, I sneezed. The following brief exchange took place.
Male voice to my left: Bless you.
Me: Thanks.
(I turn to see a short, 50ish, tough-looking guy.)
Guy: You don’t hear that in New York, do ya?
Me: No you don’t.
Guy: I’m from Jersey.
Me: Me too.
(I fist-bump him.)
Me: And I just used the hand I didn’t sneeze on.
Guy: Good man.
And L’shanah tovah! You don’t hear that too much in Hoboken.
Priceless.