It's starting to be winter, finally, after a long Indian summer of warm days and little rainfall. But lately it's been chillier and drizzlier and crummier outside. Most people prefer the sun; they don't have to wear big jackets or get soggy, and D.C. cold always seems to bite. That doesn't bother some folks. But they're probably looking at you because you're wearing Uggs.

Quote of the Week

At the Foggy Bottom Metro station:

Girl #1: "I hate it when it's nice outside."
Girl #2: "Why?"
Girl #1: "Well, when it's yucky outside everyone looks at me, but when it's nice out I have to compete with the weather."
Girl #2: "Oh, I know, I hate that!"

After the jump, jerks who hate kids, things we didn't want to know about grandma, and geological theology.

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Photo by blueiris2006

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Apparently assholes shop at Target

Three guys have a Roomba vacuum in their cart.

Walking past a small boy with his parents, one of the guys says: "It's so sad, I can't believe Santa has died."
Small boy looks up to his parents and screams "No, mom!"
The three guys walk off with smiles on their faces.

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Discussion of art is so interesting.

Early afternoon on Thanksgiving Day on the street near the Newseum:

Four thirty-somethings in athletic wear.

Person #1: "What should we do now?"
Person #2: "We can go to the Portrait Gallery."
Person #3: "What's in the Portrait Gallery?"
Person #2: "Portraits."
Person #3: "Portraits of what?"
Person #2: "People."

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Trains included, we hope.

On the Orange Line last Wednesday afternoon:

Train operator: "Do not let your friends drink and drive. Or your enemies. You will be the first one your enemies will run over."

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I know some DCist commenters who'd be interested in this religion.

At Friendship Heights Metro station:

Late 20s/Early 30s Guy to mid-20s Girl: "Don't get me wrong, I love yours, but this chili was like a religious experience. It made me want to touch my balls."

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Except for the whole millions of years old thing.

At the Natural History Museum:

Suburban mom with two kids at the National History museum looking at a giant cross-section of amethyst: "See, look. It's a big, ugly rock, and then you open it up and it's beautiful inside. That's like us. That's like Christians."

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Grandma, why does Grandpa want to pollinate everything?

Red Line between Rhode Island Avenue and Union Station Wednesday morning:

Two women, probably in their early sixties.

Woman 1: "Do you have honey in your kitchen?"
Woman 2: "Yes."
Woman 1: "After you shower, rub honey all over your face. I do that instead of buying all of those expensive creams and makeup. That's why my skin looks like this."
Woman 2: "Then what do you do?"
Woman 1: "Lick it off, or have someone lick it off you. Then shower again, and use more honey."

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Good thing it's not dung beetle.

In the Starbucks on Connecticut Ave in Cleveland Park:

A woman in her mid-30s is talking to a middle-aged couple about sushi:

Mid-30s woman: "Meow... My animal Chi is a cat, so of course I like sushi."

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We get the feeling that whoever sent this complains about political correctness all the time.

In an email:

EMAIL: To All City Employees
FROM: Community Relations
BODY: There has been some confusion about what the City of (removed) calls the big decorated pine trees erected at different municipal sites. It is called a "Christmas tree."
Thank you!