Apparently D.C. has these things called cherry blossoms…

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People get really into the cherry blossoms. Maybe too much.

Overheard of the Week

At the Cherry Blossom festival last weekend near the Wharf:

Woman: “… beautiful. Yeah. I’m glad I wasn’t too big of a mess in college because I would have definitely gotten a cherry blossom tattooed on my ass.”

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We’re all artists now

While taking pictures of the cherry blossoms at the Tidal Basin:

Two mid-30s women just standing under the trees.

Woman 1: “It’s funny how so many people are into photography now that Instagram is so popular.”

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We’re all food critics now

Thursday night at a British pub in NE D.C.:

Three 20-somethings are sitting at a table.

When the food comes, one of them cracks open the crust on his pot pie and looks down on the plate: “This thing’s a hot mess.”

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Riiiiight

Around 11 a.m. on Saturday near the Foggy Bottom/GWU Metro:

A diverse group of high school students are walking.

High school boy: “Whoa! A 7-Eleven! I can’t believe they have 7-Eleven here.”
High school girl: “That’s what I love about the East Coast. It’s so authentic.”

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That’s not good

Thursday night on U Street:

Woman talking on her phone walking past Solly’s: “I feel like your second marriage is for love and you just seem ‘meh’ about her.”

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Maybe some tourists don’t do much research before planning when to visit

Middle-aged woman talking on her cellphone near the Smithsonian Castle:

“Yeah, so I guess there are these things called cherry blossoms… ”

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The kiss of death

On the Metro during the Cherry Blossom Festival:

A group of middle school-age kids and their chaperones gets on the train. Many are wearing fanny packs. They argue over whether it is considered a purse or not.

Young boy: “My mom made me wear this thing. It’s basically a purse.”

Chaperone, patting her fanny pack: “This is my whole life right here. I am so happy these came back in style. Honey, don’t ever get rid of it. Respect the fanny pack!”

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Ok, we see it 

In the Chinatown FedEx store:

There’s a full, unopened bottle of Smartwater on the checkout counter.

Clerk 1: “Shoot, someone left their water.”
Clerk 2: “That’s one sexy bottle of water.”

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Been there

On Pennsylvania Avenue outside the White House:

A pre-teen male in a middle school tour group: “Barack Obama is the vice president now right? Like, when Trump became president, Obama moved to vice president?”

Female chaperone (exasperated): “Oh my god, no.”

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The louder it is, the faster it is!

Walking down U Street near the 14th St intersection early Sunday evening:

It’s very crowded, everyone is still out, and there is a ton of traffic on the sidewalks and the street. Suddenly a car revs its engine loudly, backfiring, and then revs hard again.

A late 20’s woman yells back: “SORRY ABOUT YOUR PENIS!!!!”

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Tinder is wild these days

In a residential area of Capitol Hill:

30-something guy in business attire walking and talking to another guy.

Guy: “The questions were, like, ‘What turns you on?’ I said ‘Captain Kirk’.”

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The children are learning the wrong stuff about current events

At 33rd and P streets NW:

Two boys who appear to be in their early 20’s, both wearing backpacks and drinking bubble tea.

Boy 1: “Yeah, but if you’re a leader it doesn’t matter if you’re hot or not.”

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Groan

At Busboys and Poets in Hyattsville:

Diner 1: “So you’re going to have lamb two days in a row?”

Diner 2: “Absolutely! There’s mutton like it.”

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