Photo by anokarina
Commuting in the D.C. area is notoriously terrible: whether you drive, ride the bus or take the Metro, odds are you’re going to get stuck and sit there for way longer than you anticipated. But either through confusion or genius, this lady just coined a great new term.
Overheard of the Week
Government building cafeteria, Monday lunch-hour, waiting in the cashier line:
Woman, complaining to her companions: “This line’s as slow as Manassas.”
Coining phrases like these takes people to make them up and you to hear them and then email them to us! After the jump, voting, bus riding, and jerks.
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Clearly turnout was lower than hoped
In line at a government office:
Two men in construction attire are talking. A TV in the background displays live footage of white smoke billowing from a chimney:
Man 1: “I heard it might be the first American Pope”
Man 2: “We elected a Pope??”
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Congressional humor
In the Senate:
Senate staffer after reading a staff-wide Capitol Police blackberry alert message:
“They’re responding to a suspicious package in the Government Printing Office. Yeah, it’s called the CR.”
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Pot-kettle?
At Meridian Pint in Columbia Heights:
Two guys in their late 20s or early 30s are lamenting getting older.
Guy 1: “All I want to do is sleep, drink, and bone.”
Guy 2: “Well, aren’t you an entitled fucking asshole!”
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Not exactly pandering to your audience
At CPAC:
One college age kid to another: “Rick Santorum’s speech – he really hates you.”
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You know, no big deal
Outside the Verizon Center after the Caps loss on Sunday:
The two men were walking towards the Metro, heard in passing: “Yeah, but your babysitter is an alcoholic though.”
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Hate that
On the Metro at Columbia Heights on Saturday morning:
Girl: “I don’t know when the girls are arriving.”
Guy: “Thanks to you, the phrase ‘the girl’ is forever ruined. I don’t think of actual girls, I don’t think of boobs, I just think of a pair of rats.”
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Is this Guy 1 from above?
Two early twenties guys walking near Farragut West at about 1:15am on a Friday night:
Guy 1: “She’s cute.”
Guy 2: “Well, she’s acceptable.”
Guy 1: “On a scale of 1 to 0, she’s a 1.”
Guy 2: “I don’t know what that means. She’s acceptable for me to be fucking.”
Guy 1: “Don’t complicate this shit when I’m drunk. When I’m drunk, I work in binaries. She’s a 1!”
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Bus etiquette
Monday morning on the S1 bus going through Farragut Square:
Two mid-20s professional women have been talking loudly across some poor guy sitting in between them since about U Street. He gets off at 16th and K.
Woman 1: “Thank God, that poor man got off. Now we can talk directly to each other instead of across him.”
Woman 2: “Yeah, well at least we’re interesting! Well. I think I’m interesting.”
