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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.
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Overheard of the Week
Two millennials walking by CityCenterDC:
Guy (in a Valley Girl voice): “Fig & Olive is supposed to be an amazing restaurant.”
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After the jump, kids, tourists, helpful people and bros, bro.
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Yay, parenthood!
At the National Christmas Tree Performance around Christmas:
Middle-aged father to mother, sitting in freezing drizzly cold waiting for their child to come onstage with his bell choir: “This is great. Obama is in Hawaii and we’re here.”
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They could be both
Outside of the Gallery Place/Chinatown Metro:
A group of robed figures are walking.
Woman: “Look, there’s a bunch of people dressed up as Jedis for Star Wars.”
Man: “Those are monks.”
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Who says romance is dead?
Standing outside an office building on the corner of 18th and M Streets NW:
Two late 20s-early 30s guys are talking: “The only reason to get married is if you have kids. Until you knock her up, I wouldn’t do it.”
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Wrong Neil
At the 9:30 Club on Dec. 30 for St. Paul and the Broken Bones:
The lead singer of the opening band (Seratones) says they’re going to do a cover of a Neil Young song. “A sweet song.”
Early 20s guy: “Oh, ‘Sweet Caroline!’ It’s a sweeeet song.”
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Thank you for that info
On L Sreet during morning rush hour:
A woman is rattling off the different Smithsonian museums to a visitor: “… And then there’s the American History Museum. It’s got all kinds of stuff in it. “
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Things to be proud of
On the Dupont Metro platform while waiting for a train:
A woman sees a man she knows, both are probably mid-twenties.
Her: “Do I look like someone who had several Fireball shots?”
Him: “Um, no?”
Her: “No, because I have a strong constitution.”
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I wish there were an app for that
Two bros at the corner of H and 13th St NW, Tuesday afternoon:
Bro 1: points across the street towards 12th.
Bro 2: (A bit exasperated) “It’s not there.”
Bro 2 takes out iPhone.
Bro 2: (Asking Siri) “Donuts and chicken?”
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Everybody has their own thing
Wednesday evening at Bravo Bar on Georgia Avenue:
One 20- or 30-something woman to another. “Like my first boyfriend. I want you to be, like, 80 percent gay. Like questioning your experience.”
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D.C. football fans: never dull
On the WMATA K6 northbound in the evening:
“How much do you want for the [Washington Football Team] tickets? $700! I wouldn’t pay $700 to meet Jesus!”
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We are really going to miss out if all Metro announcements become automated
On the Red Line in the morning:
Train operator, speaking like a smooth radio DJ: “Alllll right, we’re movin’! This is the Red Line train to Shady Grove. Next stop is Rhode Island Avenue/Brentwood. Doors will open on my leeefffft.”
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Concussions from too much flip cup
At the Wydown:
Balding late 30s guy in khakis on a date: “I have a friend I used to play kickball with before he semi-retired.”
