Overheard in D.C.: The Pinnacle

Photo by Jess J There’s been a lot said about the Obamas so far, mostly positive (at least, if you go by the polls.) You hear he’s presidential, he’s nice, people overseas like him, he’s getting a lot done. The couple have romantic nights, Sasha and Malia are cute, everybody likes the new dog. But other than the usual presidential measurements, the Obamas seem to be the pinnacle of things no one would have guessed. Overheard of the Week: In Dupont Circle after the dance around the maypole on Saturday afternoon: Five-six guys and girls in their early 20s are hanging out. Girl: “Wow - I just noticed how great your arms look while we were doing the maypole. They’re like, Obama arms.” Guy: “Michelle or Barack?” Girl: “Michelle.” Group nods in unison. After the jump, bus riders, linguists, and the recession. Keep the overheards flowing like the fountains in the summer — overheardindc(at)gmail(dot)com —— Yeah, it’s called Prince’s house. Two guys walking up the stairs to Momo’s on U Street: Guy: “There is definitely a red light district in Minneapolis. I used to live there!” —— Wow man. Just, wow. On a Metro bus near the Capitol: Man in a suit is talking on the phone: “I’m on a bus! Can you believe it? I’m on a bus!” Later, the man is explaining to another passenger why he now takes the bus, even though his wife would prefer he drive: “I’m impatient with all women because they are wasteful with money… well not all women, my mother wasn’t wasteful.” —— Engineer dirty talk. In an office: Engineer 1: “If you whack it up and down, that hole has to open up.” Engineer 2: “Well, not if I whack it sideways.” —— Yeah, it’s sticky. At corner of U and 14th St NW, two guys waiting for the

crosswalk: Guy 1: “So, I’m trying to learn Russian.” Guy 2: “How’s that working? Is it hard?” Guy 1: “The acrylic alphabet is weird, man.” Guy 2: “Yeah.” —— If I had a nickel, volume 1. At the L’Enfant Metro: Man, loudly: “Whose child did you set on fire?” —— Cue gnashed teeth around the area L’Enfant Plaza on Saturday morning: Two 30-something male tourists walk by Nash’s sporting goods store. One looks confusedly at the Redskins merchandise on display: Man 1: “Wow, I’ve thought all these years that the Redskins were based in Washington state.” Man 2: “You’re not serious, are you?” Man 1: “No, I’m entirely serious. I had no idea, I thought they were a west coast team.” —— Just make a left at Z Sunday afternoon at 11th & H St NW: Three tourists look lost. Guy: “We’re at, like, 1000th Street and we need to be at 13th.” —— Game, set, match. In Peregrine Coffee in Eastern Market: Barista #1: “Dude, that’s not oppression. SLAVERY is oppression.” Barista #2: “The government takes your money. That, like, IS slavery.” Barista #1: “But what would you do without the government? Like, water. What would you wash yourself with? Or drink?” Barista #2: “The only thing my boyfriend drinks is coffee.” Barista #1, at a loss: “Oh, well, that’s different.” —— If I had a nickel, volume 2. On U St. Friday around 11 p.m.: Young woman: “I’m tired of these ugly deaf bitches trying to steal my man.” —— And finally, the recession, hard on many professions. At the CVS counter: Woman slams a jumbo box of Trojan Magnums on the counter: “These are so expensive here. With this recession, I’m going to have to switch to blowjobs!” ——

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Overheard in D.C.: The Pinnacle