Eavesdrop DC

(two college girls walking down M Street towards Georgetown)
Girl #1: You look cute. I like your dress.
Girl #2: Yeah…I didn’t shower.

http://eavesdropdc.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-said-you-smelled-cute.html

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Skater guy: I’m not into the unibutt.
Friend: The what?
Skater guy: You know, it’s like a unibrow, except a butt.
Friend: What are you talking about?
Skater guy: I am just giving my commentary on how style has affected my life.

http://eavesdropdc.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-need-something-that-accentuates-crack.html

Overheard by:

20-something in pink heels, on a Saturday afternoon: God, I’m like frickin walk of shame Barbie right now.

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Guy on phone: I don’t vote for people who put their name in quotation marks on the ballot… Well, yeah, if it was ‘Killer,’ then I’d definitely vote for him.

http://eavesdropdc.blogspot.com/2007/06/but-would-you-vote-for-pokey.html

Overheard by:

American history professor: Whoever is writing ‘vah-jay-jay’ instead of ‘Virginia’ in the notes they are submitting, please stop.

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Worker, about Administrative Professionals’ Day: We don’t have administrative professionals here… Just computers.

http://eavesdropdc.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-only-hallmark-made-card-that-said-i.html

Little tyke, about fireworks: Oooh, look — green! Like St. Patrick’s Day! Remember when I made it St. Patrick’s Day in the toilet?

http://eavesdropdc.blogspot.com/2007/07/patriotism-and-poop-jokes-its-what.html

Girl watching end credits of Return of the Jedi: Where’s Scott Baio?
Guy: What?
Girl: Scott Baio — I don’t see his name in the credits.
Guy: Scott Baio was not in Star Wars!
Girl: Yes, he was! He was celebrating at the end! The pilot!
Guy: Scott Baio is not Wedge Antilles!

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Overheard by:

Woman pointing at cadaver: Oooh. I’d love one of those for home!

http://eavesdropdc.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-see-and-crave-dead-people.html

Office whiner: The weather conditions in here are unacceptable.
Manager: Huh?
Office whiner: This office has been climatically compromised, and I have to go home to be warm, and with full pay.
Manager: Sorry, that’s not an option.
Office whiner: Well, then I deserve hazard pay for working under these conditions.
Manager: Again, I’m sorry, but that’s not going to happen.
Office whiner, agitated: Well, fine! But I don’t like being cold! [Stomps off to cube.]Manager: Neither do I.

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