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Sax
07:16 / 10.03.06
A colleague of mine (female, aged about 30): "Are there fewer gay people around now than there were ten years ago?"
 
 
sleazenation
08:26 / 10.03.06
To which your reply should be 'No, you just don't get out as much anymore...'
 
 
Hattie's Kitchen
09:07 / 10.03.06
At bus stop up north:

Woman: "Do you like asparagus tips?"

Woman: "No, I only smoke Embassy."
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
10:58 / 10.03.06
At a Cope gig many, many years ago... (both voices sounding very, very mashed)

A: "Have you seen Steve?"

B: "Uh... erm... not for a while"

A: "Was he with us when we came in?"

B: "I'm not sure... what does he look like again?"

A: "He's your fucking brother, man!!!"
 
 
Chiropteran
17:27 / 13.03.06
I'm pretty sure I just heard one of my coworkers growling at somebody over the phone: "There's nothing profound about juicing apple-butter!"

I'm not sure what that's supposed to mean, exactly. I may have misheard him, of course, but it was very distinct.
 
 
Shrug
17:30 / 13.03.06
Thanks for that one Lepidopteran. Very good.
 
 
ZF!
18:01 / 13.03.06
Whilst walking off Church Street (Stokie), a grandmother to her grandtoddler,

"...no but these are nice donkeys, you don't have to be afraid of them..."
 
 
Mourne Kransky
18:53 / 13.03.06
Not like the evil donkeys of Stokie - the ones with the big ears and big teeth and big chainsaws.
 
 
Dead Megatron
19:00 / 13.03.06
They're not evil, they're just naughty. Naughty, Naughty donkeys
 
 
Spyder Todd 2008
22:20 / 13.03.06
My boss, about two weeks ago, quoted without comment:

"I've spent a lot of time on my knees the last couple of days."
 
 
Mono
08:59 / 14.03.06
Overheard at a Bickford's restaurant outside of boston yeeeears ago by by best friend:

Waitress: "Who ever knew I'd have a three-year-old who was hung like a horse?"

It has been oft quoted since...
 
 
Jub
09:10 / 14.03.06
Similarly, but more distrubingly, I once was riding the bus back from the trian station to my house through the various estates around my home town. I was sat at the back on the upper deck and there was a couple of young mothers at the front. One had a baby and the other had a child about 6(?). The boy, who was called Darryl was an adventurous little scamp who ran up and down the bus aisle. "Darryl!" came the cry, repeatedly. After repeated remonstrations and requests for him to calm down the mother offered the ultimate in quieting techniques. "Darryl if you don't come here now, I'm going to pinch you winkie!". Poor Darryl did go to his mother as instructed, and got a pinched winkie for his efforts. He sat down and was quiet for the rest of the journey. I was too horrified to say anything at the time, but have often winced at the memory.
 
 
matthew.
13:23 / 14.03.06
Two girls, dressed in rather expensive clothes, sitting in a classroom, waiting for the prof. One is shaking a bottle of yogourt ferociously.

Girl1: "She's nice, I guess."
Girl2: "Yeah... but her face... it's-"
Girl1: "Pug-like."
Girl2: "Don't be so mean!"
Girl1: "Well, it's true. She's nice, though."
Girl2: "What are you doing?"
Girl1: "Shaking my yogourt."
Girl2: "Don't. Okay? It makes me think of cows."
 
 
electric monk
16:00 / 16.03.06
Brushing my teeth the other night. Local Fox News affiliate on the TV. Report about a illegal immigrant hit-and-run driver. Sentenced to three years in prison and looking at possible deportation.

Reporter VO: "As a result of the accident, Larry Jones has been blinded and lost the use of his legs. The Jones's say that Mr. Phan's sentence is too lenient. Still, they are trying to stay positive."

Mrs. Jones: "I just want him to suffer for the rest of his life."
 
 
ShadowSax
16:08 / 16.03.06
bickfords o dear. a place often visited but rarely remembered.

i saw denny oil can boyd at a bickfords in southern mass one time. i cant remember the conversation i overheard, but there were drug and hooker references shouted between boyd and the manager who was throwing him out.
 
 
Broomvondle
16:26 / 16.03.06
"...no but these are nice donkeys, you don't have to be afraid of them..."

Speaking of donkeys I recently overheard this...

Child A: What is a donkey’s nose called?

Child B: A beak.
 
 
uncle retrospective
16:49 / 16.03.06
It's almost Paddy's day so enjoy Overheard in Dublin
Now all you have to do is get pissed, have a fight and throw up in the street.
 
 
Ex
10:03 / 18.03.06
'...and circumcised men dipping their willies in whisky, just because...'

At a concert in the South Bank centre.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
18:35 / 18.03.06
Stop The War demo, today... (not entirely sure whether this should be filed under mishearings, but I can't for the life of me think what else it could have been...)

A lot of people come on demos for the hats

(Possibly a particularly bizarre variant on the "these hunt sabs, you know, they only turn up because they get given twenty quid and a packed lunch" meme? Except it was said by someone ON THE DEMO. Weird- especially seeing as how I didn't see any particularly good hats. And after hearing that, believe me, fuckers, I WAS LOOKING).
 
 
*
06:14 / 19.03.06
Overheard today, one small boy to another small boy, spoken in a skipping-rhyme sort of rhythm, but without any melody:

"I can see your cli-tor-is!"

What are they teaching them in these schools?
 
 
Homeless Halo
06:34 / 19.03.06
Last summer, at the annual "seperation" fireworks at Detroit/Windsor.

for those who are neither American nor Canadian, or are simply uninformed, Canada is approximately 0 km away from Detroit metro, it takes two minutes to cross the bridge into Canada. Course it takes two hours to convince the American DHS that you are, in fact, American, have always been American, and do not carry semtex in your sneakers...
Anyhow, every year we blow up a bunch of stuff over the Detroit river, about a week before July 4 (although most of my fellow Americans seem to think its an ID4 celebration) to celebrate, I suppose, that we are not Canadian, or for the Canadians to celebrate that they are not Detroiters, or whatever.

I always go to Windsor, because the Detroit cityscape looks cooler bathed in firelight than Canada does.

As we parked, about four lightyears from Casino Windsor and made our way through the Canadian equivalent of our Ghetto, we encountered a group of young men attired all alike, obviously, "gangsters" (Canadian gangs are just like Detroit gangs, only with less guns and better health insurance). The "pack leader" was addressing one of his compatriots:

"Nigga, you just need to learn to be more considerate of other peoples' feelings..."

I love Canada.
 
 
Proinsias
09:54 / 19.03.06
Office Life:

"What's the difference between marzipan and diazepam?"
 
 
Jawsus-son Starship
10:19 / 19.03.06
Well she's not my auntie!

overheard on the train to Gatwick Airport.
 
 
Mon Oncle Ignatius
14:19 / 19.03.06
A couple of people walking through Abney Park Cemetery this afternoon:

"...it was a really windy day... my uncle was covered in my grandad from head to toe. It was horrible."
 
 
Dead Megatron
16:37 / 19.03.06
And that's why I don't want to be cremated
 
 
Ganesh
17:59 / 19.03.06
"I can see your cli-tor-is!"

Boys in da hood?
 
 
Undone
05:18 / 20.03.06
I'm probably misquoting but overheard on the subway one teenager trying to describe the way she felt when she found out she owned something (a cd?) she didn't remember buying :"It's like when you buy a cat and then forget you have him and you don't miss him and than you find him under your bed eating bits of carpet for food and you feel like he was never gone."
...classic...
 
 
ibis the being
23:10 / 31.03.06
Man talking into cell phone at upscale sidewalk cafe:

"I have all your penguin shit at my house, man...."
 
 
*
01:28 / 01.04.06
Damn, penguin shit must be great fertilizer. Fish is great fertilizer, shit is great fertilizer, and penguin shit is composed primarily of fish, so it must be double-great fertilizer.
 
 
Thaddeus "B." Glands
10:07 / 01.04.06
In a cafe one day, nursing a hangover - sitting just by our group was a gaggle of 14-year-olds. Timed perfectly with a lull in our conversation, one of the girls in the other group pipes up with, "Well, you know how I feel about prepubescent boys..."

Made my fucking week.
 
 
Spyder Todd 2008
16:46 / 06.04.06
My boss again, this time referring to tennis:

"I was really slamming down some balls last night."
 
 
miss wonderstarr
17:16 / 06.04.06
In The Gap last week, girlfriend to boyfriend, as she wistfully fingered a yellow top: "Why won't you wear colours, you know I like you in colours."

He: "I wear that grey shirt."
 
 
girakittie
18:14 / 06.04.06
As I got off the bus to transfer yesterday morning, I saw an impeccably dressed tall, slender African American girl standing on the sidewalk looking at a small older white man, with a broken bottle of Orangina on the ground between them.

Him: "You're not hurt, I don't know what you're making a fuss over."

Her: "Yes, I am. I have a cut right here on my hand." (She holds out her hand.)

Him (whining): "What do you want me to do about it?"


Normally, I wouldn't have noted this conversation except it happened right across the street from the Walgreens. If she was hurt, why didn't she go buy some band aids? And what DID she expect him to do about it?

I didn't have time to stick around and find out.
 
 
*
20:17 / 06.04.06
Hey, girakittie, that's an interesting post you've just made there.

I'm wondering why it was important to you to mention the participants' races in that post. I wonder first whether you would have mentioned their races if they were both white. This is a thread where many quotes are posted with only the barest of contexts, and yet without context they are still interesting— maybe even more interesting than they would be with context. You provide a good deal of context in your post (the store name, the brand name of the fizzy citrus drink, the man's tone of voice, the people's races), and I'm still not sure what aspect of the interaction you found important, odd, funny, interesting, or meaningful. What did it say to you?

Here's a different way you might have phrased your post, with somewhat different results:

Overheard in close proximity to a broken glass bottle, standing outside a pharmacy known for carrying the widest range of first-aid supplies and devices known to humankind—

Him: "You're not hurt, I don't know what you're making a fuss over."

Her: "Yes, I am. I have a cut right here on my hand." (She holds out her hand.)

Him (whining): "What do you want me to do about it?"


This might say to me that the woman is being obtuse by not getting herself an adhesive bandage from the store, or that the man is being callous for not getting one for her (maybe the dropped bottle was his fault, or maybe she has no money and is asking him to buy her some Band-Aids out of charity). But I think it's more satisfying when I can interpret it myself, which is true of a lot of these quotations. Furthermore it doesn't accidentally say anything about racial groups the speakers might belong to. (A good case could be made for removing gendered pronouns for the same reason.)

Often if race is pointed out where it seems unnecessary to understanding the interaction, I start to think it's because the person describing the interaction thinks the events mean something about a certain category of people. For instance, if I had described the interaction the way you did, some people might think I was asserting that white people are callous, self-centered, and whiny, or that people of African descent are helpless, obtuse, or always looking for charity. For this reason I tend not to comment on how I perceive people's race unless I really think it's important in some way. As someone very smart once told me, "Don't talk about race unless you're going to talk about race."
 
 
girakittie
20:54 / 06.04.06
(id)entity wrote:

Often if race is pointed out where it seems unnecessary to understanding the interaction, I start to think it's because the person describing the interaction thinks the events mean something about a certain category of people.

One of the components that I have been taught of interesting writing is to write in as detailed a manner as possible. I find that it helps me as a writer if I remember specific details of particular incidents. Hence I'm often accused of being too verbose, but almost never of my writing being uninteresting. *g*

I do not usually form generalizations or racial stereotypes about race from one interaction, or one observed interaction between two people of different races.

For this reason I tend not to comment on how I perceive people's race unless I really think it's important in some way. As someone very smart once told me, "Don't talk about race unless you're going to talk about race."

I find that advice to be very politically correct. My apologies if it seemed that I was implying anything by mentioning their races as that was not my intention.

However, at the risk of sounding contrary, while that may be the more politically correct stance, why should you not comment on their races if that is a detail that stood out in your mind? I live in a very diverse neighborhood in a very diverse city and I happen to find the people around me more interesting because of this diversity. If the man had been flamingly gay, I would've mentioned that as well. Would I then have been implying generalizations about the gay populace? I don't think so.

I'm still not sure what aspect of the interaction you found important, odd, funny, interesting, or meaningful. What did it say to you?

I'm still mulling it over because I did find it interesting and somehow poignant, but I can't seem to pinpoint why. Perhaps because the girl was very beautiful and attractive, while the man was rather scruffy and in such sharp contrast to her poise and elegance. Perhaps because I really did want to know what the real issue/problem was, but it wasn't any of my business so I hurried along with the rest of the crowded street. Perhaps the Orangina made it interesting to me because it's a drink I ostensibly like but never buy (which was a thought that actually did run through my head while I was walking past them, as my friend and I had a discussion recently about how we like Tootsie Rolls but never actually buy them in the store).

I will be sure to be more concise next time.

 
  

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