Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.
I listen to the things people want out of love these days and they blow my mind. I go to the pub with the boys from the squad and listen while they explain, with minute precision, exactly what shape a woman should be, what bits she should shave how, what acts she should perform on which date and what she should always or never do or say or want; I eavesdrop on women in cafes while they reel off lists of which jobs a man is allowed, which cars, which labels, which flowers and restaurants and gemstones get the stamp of approval, and I want to shout, Are you people out of your tiny minds?
The president overstepped his authority when he asked the NSA to eavesdrop on Americans' international phone calls without obtaining a warrant.
It is something I recognise in myself. I do eavesdrop. I do people-watch, a lot.
I'd love to be able to be invisible, because I like to eavesdrop.
That's the point, to get the people who wouldn't otherwise think to eavesdrop on a conversation that involves science.
I got to eavesdrop at a window. As Clay said, I did have another option. I could wait in the car and let them fill me in later. So, eavesdropping it was.
Any place is good for eavesdropping, if you know how to eavesdrop.
