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The snow is still here, causing any number of problems for commutes, school, and just getting around. Make sure to be prepared.
Overheard of the Week
On a Metrobus:
Loud woman on the phone: “Hi Honey. Don’t walk home. It’s an ice rink. I already fell like 3 times and I wasn’t wearing any underwear so everyone saw everything.”
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Uhh, right
At Vida Fitness Verizon at 7 a.m.:
Two muscular bros in the locker room are talking about working over the weekend.
Bro 1: “Yeah I just looked up three new clients this morning. Gonna get so jacked, I bet I’ll show them the new platform.”
Bro 2: “Bro, that’s sick. “
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Pickleback?
Walking out of Matchbox on 14th Street on a Saturday night:
Loud woman: “I just want a drink that has a lot of alcohol but doesn’t taste like alcohol!”
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Oh, come on
At the Shaw Dog Park:
One late-twenties guy to another, about his dog: “We’re trying to teach him protest tricks, so we can take him to the protests.”
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If only they sledded, then.
At last Tuesday’s snowball fight in Meridian Park:
“And these are the people who work for the president!”
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Your weekly amusing kid overheard
At Brookland Metro:
Dad to son: “Of COURSE I’m talking to you! Who ELSE could I be talking to?”
Nearby daughter: “ME!”
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Yes, welcome to D.C.
Two guys in their forties walk out of the Cleveland Park Exxon:
First guy: “You could say I am a bullshitter. I bullshit at least 60 percent of the time for work.”
Second guy: “Yes. That’s true.”
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You were the one!
At GBD on a Friday night:
A group of twenty-somethings is talking about how things used to be.
“And that was the first thing I ever posted to Facebook, and it’s all been downhill ever since.”
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Omar comin’
On a flight from Jacksonville, Fl. to BWI:
A mid-twenties preppy woman with a thick Southern accent is talking about her Fells Point apartment with a mid-twenties preppy guy. There’s a Pomeranian in a dog carrier under their seat.
Woman: “My roommate told me I wasn’t allowed to watch The Wire until I’ve lived in Baltimore for at least two years.”
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Sadly it doesn’t work that way
On 9th Street NW near City Center:
Twenty-something in a security guard uniform yelling into a cell phone and gesturing wildly while walking: “What? You can’t fire me on my day off!”
