Cheer up, Washington. Despite the Auntie Em! force winds (that’s National Weather Service nomenclature) and the promise of D.C.’s favorite weather forecast on Sunday, the non-committal “wintry mix,” we’ve seen the promised land of spring. A few late season death rattles can’t take that away. They say that late January is the most depressing time of the year for most people. But with the continued cold, getting stuck in the ice daily last week, those drivers whose IQs seem to drop into an abyss at the first sign of precipitation, late February may be the most angry time of year. Soon enough, though, you’ll forget all about everyone who has wronged you because you can finally sit outside and have lunch again, and you’ll still have all that daylight to work with after you get out of the office. Just please do your best to not follow the poor example of the quote of the week, and try to control all that built up winter frustration until spring arrives for good.

Quote of the Week

Outside the Judiciary Square Burger King on Thursday around lunchtime:

Woman, yelling to her friends as they cross the intersection (diagonally, without regard for crosswalks): “First, I’m gonna beat my babydaddy’s ass. Then, I’m gonna beat my fiancée’s ass. Then, I’m gonna beat my man’s ass.”

After the jump, lost underground, and, for those of you who look forward to lots of amusing quotes from this feature every week, a bit of a disappointment.

We know the weather has turned around and you can finally spend some time outside, but that doesn’t excuse you from eventually making your way back to a computer to tell us what you overheard out there. overheardindc (at) gmail (dot) com.

Photo by Flickr user dcJohn.