At a busy local bookstore near your home, you wander over to the periodicals section and begin browsing amidst a cluster of other shoppers. Standing near the end of one aisle, thumbing through a mag, you overhear a Hispanic male talking low (ostensibly into a cell phone). He says:
“Are you going to fly out to DC now for Ryan’s surgery, or are you going to wait until Laura comes home?”
You’re instantly overcome with a cold chill and your entire body feels paralyzed. The cell phone talker is repeating almost verbatim a conversation you had with your partner around 10 pm last night.
After a few seconds, you round the corner of the aisle, and spot four people, but no one appears to be talking on a cell phone. And you are less than five feet from the door of the store.
You imagine that one of the persons you see could have been having that conversation, but of course you do not know anything for sure. And because of your proximity to the door, you have no idea who has just entered or who has left.
You do know, however, that your conversations are being eavesdropped upon. And they chose a nifty way to make sure you knew.
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