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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.
Sometimes you hear something where you just die to hear more about it. Or at least raises a lot of interesting questions.
Overheard of the Week
Near Farragut North:
Woman talking on the phone: “Don’t make your scavenger hunt my problem. I already used the words ‘deeply apologize.'”
After the jump, cute kids, tourists, dudes and more.
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Capitalizing on Hillary Clinton
In Groovy, a gift shop in Eastern Market:
A woman is picking out balloons to celebrate a recent birth. “Well, because I am nasty and cheap, I will take two latex girls.”
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How to break it to them…
In Cleveland Park:
Two 30-ish men, presumably discussing how to talk to parents.
Guy 1: “Mom, Dad, this is Jamie. We have been dating for 5 years and we’re getting married tomorrow.”
Guy 2: “I don’t think that’s good.”
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At L and New Hampshire:
Young man yelling into his phone: “Yo man, I don’t give a fuck what you think, I got all the algorithms and analytics type shit.”
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I get you
A family is unloading from their car in Rosslyn next to the new Target:
Little girl, around 8, turns to her younger sibling as soon as the car door opens: “EW. It smells like DOWNTOWN.”
She gets out of the car and takes a big whiff and turns back to the sibling (still in car) and goes “NO, it smells EXACTLY like DOWNTOWN.”
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Perhaps this opinion might have had something to do with it
Near the White House:
20-something professional talking into cell phone: “I said to them, ‘I’m good enough to get a job at the White House but not good enough for your program?'”
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Guessing not in a good way
Outside the Van Ness metro station, around 6pm on Wednesday:
A middle-age man gets off the escalator and angrily storms toward his friend who is waiting for him on the sidewalk.
He rips his earbuds out and throws up his hands: “Ugh, it’s like Freaks and Geeks down there!”
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Palate cleanser: a rare aww
Morning on the way to the Potomac Ave Metro:
Two young women on their way to school are talking animatedly with each other, enjoying each other’s company and just being alive.
One to the other: “Damn! I got a birthday next month! I’m not going to be a little kid anymore. I’m going to be fourteen!” She pauses briefly: “Although sometimes I feel like a little kid …”
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At least you realized it?
In a State Department office suite at the receptionist’s desk, Monday 1 p.m.:
The receptionist is a man. A woman walks by to take a cookie from an open tupperware container on the reception desk.
Woman: “Oh, did your wife make these?”
Male receptionist: “No, I did.”
Woman: “Oh, wow, that was really sexist of me.”
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The train operators can’t pump their own gas?
Exiting Archives/Navy Memorial station during the morning:
Station Manager talking with a tourist, apparently explaining how the fare system works but unknowingly explaining so much more: “Metro is just like the Jersey Turnpike!”
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A very D.C. conversation
At the Convention Center:
Two middle aged women meeting outside a conference hall.
Woman 1: “Have we met?”
Woman 2: “Yeaaaaaaah.”
Woman 1: “In Mali? Guinea?”
Woman 2: “No, your apartment on Virginia Avenue.”
