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Welcome back to Overheard in D.C., DCist’s weekly column of funny, strange, and poignant things that our readers and staff overhear and send in. We’ve been doing it since 2006, and check out the archives here.
The holidays are upon us: that means office parties, non-office parties, a sad lack of lights on houses (come on, people!) and that boogeyman haunting us all: the War on Christmas.
Overheard of the Week
Last Saturday about 5pm at the Target at Potomac Yards:
Checkout clerk says to a customer: “It’s Christmas time. Just like it will be next year, and the year after that. And the year after that.”
Clerk at the next register leans over: “Until people realize it’s not a real holiday.”
After the jump, tourists, D.C. people, and youngsters.
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Baby steps into adulthood
In the afternoon on Sunday at Wydown on 14th:
Two late 20s/early 30s men are talking.
One to the other: “Look at us, drinking coffee and not getting drunk on a Sunday.”
The other smiles and nods in approval.
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Is that one a trophy or medal?
Exiting the U St Metro station on Thursday around 6 p.m.:
Two late 20s or early 30s professionals, a man and a woman, are going up the escalator.
Man: “I’m pretty sure I was the drunkest person at my office holiday party.”
Woman, earnestly: “Good for you!”
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#thistown
In front of Bullfeathers on the Hill on Thursday night:
One 30ish politico/comms consultant type, to his mid-20s colleague, on the prospect of opening their own firm: “We’d be gods.”
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Let’s hope so
At a hair salon in McLean on Tuesday evening:
A woman is talking to her two daughters (approximately 13 and 10 years old)
Mom: “Well you’re going to have to wait to cremate me until I’m dead.”
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Technology
In Bloomingdale:
A group of 20s/30s women are talking.
Woman 1: “We’re thinking of getting my parents a cell phone.”
Woman 2 (incredulous): “THEY DON’T HAVE A CELL PHONE??”
Woman 1: “Not even close.”
Woman 2: “What does ‘not even close’ MEAN?!? a LANDLINE?”
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Strong use of the word ‘like’
Sunday, December 20 at a house party in Mt. Pleasant:
Young 20-something woman to other party people: “The flamingos at the Zoo are like the best boyfriend ever. Totally dependable.”
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Been there
At Cafe Berlin on the Hill:
A family of German tourists comes in for lunch, a father, mother, and four kids.
Waiter comes over for drink orders and father inquires about beer selection.
Waiter: “Do you want light or dark?”
Father: “Strong. I want strong.”
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Ask The Donald
At the Kapnos Taverna in DCA on Tuesday.
A silver-haired couple is at a table, and the wife is reading.
Woman, looking up from her e-reader: “Is schlong a bad word?”
Husband: “Not if you spell it right.”
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WMATA: influencing education
At Union Market:
Mom: “That’s a photo of a streetcar.”
Little kid: “What’s a streetcar?”
Mom: “It’s like a bus, but without working.”
