Photo by M.V. JantzenAs you hopefully know, Mom’s Day is this Sunday. Make sure you send a card or some flowers or give the woman who birthed you a call. Here’s a way to get into the spirit:
Overheard of the Week
At Target:
Woman on her cell phone while looking at Mother’s Day cards: “How ’bout: ‘Dear Mom, please move outta my crib, thanks.’ Do they have that one?”
In today’s Overheard: White House Party Time, the Metro, and other strange occurrences.
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Dude, did you see Obama funnel that beer?
At the White House “Flash Mob” after the President’s announcement Sunday night:
Late teens, early 20’s young man, presumably from a nearby university: “This is like the best frat party ever!”
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Black Tie Required.
At Eastern Market:
Mid-twenties girl, wearing a hat that looks like it was purchased for a royal wedding party, to her friends: “I have never felt prettier, not even when I lost my virginity!”
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It’s practically Japan
On Sunday morning at the Takoma Metro station:
A family of obvious tourists is entering the station.
One of them: “Quick, the next train comes in 5 seconds.”
Another: “It’s cool there’s one in 13 seconds, too.”
Third: “Wow, they are so fast. Is this safe?”
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Sir, I think you just convicted yourself
Approaching the finish line of the 2011 Race for Hope 5k downtown:
A couple of kids make a dash for the Navy Memorial fountain. Another kid follows, then stopped dead in his tracks to shout, “Don’t go in there! It is full of pee! PEEEEE!”
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???
In a near-empty Pentagon City mall at 8:30 this AM:
A Ben Franklin impersonator hobbling on a cane wanders up to an ATM, and asks
a security guard standing nearby, “Is this where money comes from now?”
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Be careful, or you’ll wake up in bed with Canada
Several GW students walking back from the White House celebration on Sunday night:
Student 1: “So what now? Are we drinking?”
Student 2: “I’m already drunk off America!”
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It would make that exhibit much more interesting
In the First Ladies exhibit at the Smithsonian Museum of American History, Saturday afternoon:
A bewildered-looking boy, 3 or 4 years old: “Where are the dinosaurs?”
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And finally, the joys of Metro on weekend nights
On the Red line towards Glenmont, leaving the Bethesda station around 8pm on Friday evening:
Drunk guy from Baltimore: “So are you in town for a convention or something?”
Two women and a guy from Iowa, alternating: “Yeah, we are.”
Drunk guy: “How long is it, a couple of weeks?”
Iowans: “No, just four days.”
Drunk guy: “That’s cool. What do you do?”
Iowans: “We’re breast doctors.”
[awkward silence]
Drunk guy: “Oh, like breast cancer?”
Iowans: “Yeah.”
[more awkward silence]
Drunk guy: “So where are you from?”
Iowans: “Iowa.”
Drunk guy: “Hey, I went to school with a guy from Iowa. Mike [last name], he was from Norway, Iowa. I’m gonna call him. [Gets out cell phone, calls Mike] Mike, can you hear me? Mike? Yeah, I’m on the subway. Bro, are you there? I met some people from Iowa, so I thought I’d call you. Mike, you there? Alright man, later. [Hangs up, returns to talking to the Iowans] Well, I don’t think he could hear me.”
Iowans: “Well, when you talk to him, ask him if he knows Dr. Jill [last name].”
Drunk guy: “Oh, is that the surgeon general of Iowa or something?”
Iowans: “No, that’s me. “
