Archive for 2010

When I Drink, I Seem to Be a Verb

20-something boy: I gotta head out to the j train.
20-something drunk girl: There’s no such fucking thing as the j train!
(20-something boy stares blankly and points to sign for the j train)
20-something drunk girl: You’re so… Ughhhh!
20-something boy: That’s not even an adjective.
20-something drunk girl: It doesn’t have to be an adjective!

–Broadway Junction

Frenemy: Defined

Cute girl: Let’s go somewhere tonight where we can dance.
Prettier friend: How ’bout a gay club?
Cute girl: Ugh, no! You always want to go to gay clubs! I want to meet cute straight guys. You have a boyfriend but I have to go places where I can meet guys who are actually interested in me. So can we please just once go to a straight club? I’d like to not be invisible.
Prettier friend: Yeah, except when you stand next to me you’ll be invisible anyway.

–Cafeteria, Chelsea

Overheard by: Aghast

…Wait– What?

Bike messenger #1: But we shouldn’t write songs about New York bike messengers.
Bike messenger #2: Yeah, yeah, I get ya.
Bike messenger #1: We’re not going to get anywhere with an audience of New York bike messengers.
Bike messenger #2: Yeah, yeah, I totally understand.
Bike messenger #1: We should write songs about fucking people… People who… People who aren’t fucking paying attention to what’s going on around them.
Bike messenger #2: Yeah, yeah, I totally get that.

–Staten Island Ferry