Overheard in D.C.: Hope is a Thing With Feathers
Remember that first week of college? Amid the excitement of all the new people, new classes, new books, a new life, was the hope. The hope that you were embarking on an exciting journey that would make you into someone brand new. The hope that as you left high school and your parents behind, you could finally become the person you always knew you were meant to be. The hope that this was a fresh start, and that any difficulties your teen years had presented you with were now erased from the record and the board was now wiped clean. The hope that all the things you wanted but could never seem to have, no matter how unlikely, might finally be within reach.
Quote of the Week
In Foggy Bottom:
Pudgy, baby-faced incoming freshman: "So... there are girls here who would really have sex with me?"
After the jump, final resting places, the prodigal son, and proud politics.
Our own hope here at Overheard is that you continue listening attentively and sending us what you hear at overheardindc (at) gmail (dot) com.
Photo by Flickr user christaki.
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After that ill-advised last call tequila shot, quite possibly you.
On M Street in Georgetown:
Man #1: "We could always go to The Tombs."
Man #2: "Which Tombs? Who's buried there?"
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That rarest of child geniuses, the cheese prodigy.
At the Tenleytown Whole Foods:
4-year-old boy, sitting in the shopping cart: "Daddy, is that Gruyère?"
Dad, sounding pleased: "Well...yes, it is. You're right!"
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And with a wit like that, he's probably really kicking himself for letting you slip away.
In the concessions line at the AMC Loews Georgetown
Girl telling her friend about a guy who was recently hitting on her: "He was like, 'Are you a Republican or a Democrat?' and I was like, 'I'm a Democrat,' and he was like, 'Well that sucks,' and I was like, 'Yeah, it really sucks being in the majority.'"
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They're offended at the suggestion that they don't.
At Murky Coffee:
Nick, the owner, while being forced to listen to the Sister Act soundtrack at 9:40 a.m.: "Oh happy day? Do days really have feelings?"