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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.
People seem punchier after the New Year: maybe folks are back to work after the break, or they’re just starting 2017 hot.
Overheard of the Week
At 14th and U Street on Sunday morning:
Woman talking angrily into her phone: “Oh yeah?! Well I’m gonna take a picture of YOU eating toast! Then we’ll see!”
After the jump, strong opinions, flags, John Kerry, and more.
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A bold take
At Ella’s, December 30 around 8 p.m.:
Guy in his 30s: “Power ranking: Calvin and Hobbes, Garfield, Far Side.”
Four friends at the table nod in agreement.
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Oddly fitting
On the Orange Line towards Vienna:
A twenty-something explains a former internship to her parents and cousins who are visiting from out of town.
Woman: “That was back when I interned for Secretary Kerry…. when he was still a Senator. He looks like a raisin.”
Family: “…What?”
Woman intern: “Yup. A tall raisin.”
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USA!
On the patio at a house party in Petworth:
An American flag is waving and hits a guy.
Guy: “Fuck this American flag!”
Someone else: “Thank you for your service but that was super disrespectful.”
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That does sound pretty tasty, actually
At Cava in Columbia Heights:
Woman to counter staff: “I’ll have the calamari olives.”
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Zing
In Dupont Circle:
Woman to a guy seemingly pulling out of a parking space: “You coming out?”
Him: “Honey, I came out years ago!”
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Oof
Landing at DCA:
A roughly 10-year-old girl is with her sister and mother.
Girl: “Mom, Julie called me ugly. Didn’t you say that ugly people don’t make any money?”
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Too bad, the band is awesome.
In a DoD/Crystal City cube farm:
A single thirty-something guy to a group of co-workers: “You can’t just walk into Chuck E. Cheese’s without a kid being with you. I’ve tried.”
