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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.
There are some things that you really only hear in Georgetown.
Overheard of the Week
Three twenty-somethings (two girls, one guy) walking down the street in Georgetown, sipping hipster-y coffee:
Girl: “Have you been to Arlington yet? It’s so cool.”
Guy: “So cool.”
Girl. “So. Cool.”
After the jump, dating, tourists and food.
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She does appear to be proving the point.
Walking through Dupont Circle:
20-something woman on the phone, progressively getting louder: “Those grinches took my yoga. I need some f*cking yoga. I f*cking need my motherf*cking yoga!”
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Must be nice
Early Wednesday afternoon at Tryst in Adams Morgan:
Two undergraduate students are gossiping about a mutual friend, presumably also an undergrad:
“Did you hear her parents bought her a ticket to Mexico? Yeah, it’s so she can finishing writing her thesis at the beach without being so stressed out about it.”
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A different language
In an office near the Navy Yard:
34-year-old coworker: “So I just looked on the Twitter and someone just said pound sign Navy Yard.”
30-year-old coworker: “Wait… what? Pound? Oh, you mean hashtag.”
34-year-old: “No, pound like on the phone. Pound sign.”
26-year-old: “I’ll translate. Pound sign is what the youths call hashtags now.”
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Maybe a good way to teach them about the Muslim immigrants who opened it
Standing in line in front of the Lincoln Theater before the Aimee Mann show on April 20:
Aging hipster guy near the front of the line looks up: “Uh, oh, here come the Red Hats.”
A large tour bus is unloading people wearing pro-Trump hats and t-shirts at Ben’s Chili Bowl. Conversation about the TV show Colony follows, in which aliens invade Los Angeles.
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Game, set, match
In an office downtown:
Woman in her mid-20’s to a couple of co-workers: “How can I be considered a millennial?? It’s stupid. I don’t really even like avocado toast.”
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You may want some better bad person radar
Boqueria in Dupont during Easter Brunch:
Five women in their late 20s/early 30s, and who obviously come from money and who went to high school together, are sitting and talking about their careers. Woman 2 has been monopolizing the conversation all afternoon.
Woman 1: “My new firm mainly works with organizations like the RNC.”
Woman 2: “Politics, it’s just a dog eat dog world. I just feel like when you go into politics you’re putting on a mask. Like, you’re not really who you say you are.”
Other women at the table nod.
Woman 2: “I mean, I genuinely believe that all the senators and congressmen are good people. Like I’ve genuinely liked all the senators I’ve ever met.”
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Just stop talking
At Right Proper in Shaw, Sunday at around 7:15 p.m. on the patio:
Mid-twenties young woman and bro-type man are talking about the definition of “dating.”
Woman to man: “So, would you consider what we’re doing dating?”
Man: “Well, if somebody in the future asked me ‘Do you know this girl?’, I’d probably say ‘I kind of dated that girl for a while.’ So no, I wouldn’t say we’re dating but I kind of would reference you that way when we’re over.”
Woman puts her head into her hands and shakes her head.
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In the employee cafeteria at the Department of Labor:
“I get more email from [Former Secretary] Tom Perez now than I did when he was our boss.”
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Uh, nice lesson?
While standing outside the Ace Hardware store at 5th and L St. NW:
Woman pushing a stroller, speaking to the two children with her as she points into the store: “See those carts in there? Those are what people with no money live out of.”
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At least it wasn’t the Right Proper guy
Thursday afternoon happy hour at the Brig:
30s-year old man talking to 20s-year old woman.
He: “Aren’t you getting married soon?”
She: ¯_(ツ)_/¯
He: “Well, at least you have a dog.”
