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Overheard of the Week

In a buffet line at a think tank open house in D.C last Friday:

Girl to guy: “You look familiar. I know you from somewhere. … Did we sleep together?”

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After the jump, Metro, technology for lovin’, and dumb young people.

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Great

Wednesday at the Wheaton Metro station:

Two of three escalators are working, after a multi-year replacement of all three within the last six months.

Three escalator mechanics are standing around at the bottom of the broken escalator, when one says to the other two: “No worries, they’re broken all the time.”

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Nice job, you are a truly good person

In Dupont Circle at about 8:40 a.m. on Friday:

Thirty-ish male to another 30-ish male: “Yeah, I’m really good with owning up and saying, ‘I did that, and fuck you if you want to forgive me or not.'”

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80085

Truxton Circle:

Male 1: “How do I know if the text has even sent?”
Male 2: “Don’t ask me. I don’t text. Don’t text me, email me, fax me. Just call me! You know the biggest technology we had to deal with in our time? Calculators. Calculators were so big, man. Everyone had one.”

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Metro: not cool. Metro train operators: cool

On the Orange Line:

A Metro train comes to a stop and a group of kids who are next to a door start running to get on a different car.

Train operator over the loudspeaker: “Interestingly enough, no matter what door you get on the train through you will get to the next station at the same time.”

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In my day, we only had calculators

In a doctor’s office waiting room in Alexandria:

Woman to her husband (somewhat disgustedly): “Have you read about this Snapchat?”

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Oh, to be young

A group of early 20-somethings is walking past McFadden’s on the Saturday night before Halloween:

Girl 1: “Have you guys heard of Banagrams?”
Girl 2: “No, what is it?”
Girl 1: “I don’t know, but it’s definitely a thing.”

Rest of group nods in agreement.

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Cuccinelli, don’t read this

On the stoop outside an apartment building:

An eight-year-old girl is talking with a six-year-old boy.

Boy: “I like him a lot, but who is he? He’s not Uncle Bill’s brother or his family or anything but he’s always around.”
Girl: “Oh, he’s just gay. It’s like they’re married, but they can’t get married, so they’re just gay together.”

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And finally, this sounds like a serious flower message

At a florist shop in downtown D.C.:

The store manager is taking an order over the phone: “You really need to give your first AND last name after that message?”
There’s a pause.
Manager: “Are you sure? After THAT message I wrote down, you really need to add
your last name? Well…OK whatever you say.”