Drunk guy #1: I'm a cop, you idiot!
Drunk guy #2: You're a cop, you fucking bastard?
Drunk guy #1: I'm a cop, you idiot!
Drunk guy #2: You're a fucking cop?!
Drunk guy #1: I'm a cop, you idiot!
Drunk guy #3: I'm a cop you idiot! It's not a tumor!
–3rd Ave & 92nd St, Brooklyn
Overheard by: Mallory
Columbia professor [having just explained a relatively simple concept, turning to girl in front]: Do you understand this?
Girl: Yes.
Professor: Good. Because, you know, you’re really the canary in the coal mine for this class. If I can get you to get this, I’m set.
–Columbia University
Overheard by: Bobby
Woman to cab driver who just stopped: Oh, we're not looking for a taxi.
Cab driver: Fuck you, you fucking bitch! (drives away)
–Broadway & Grand St.
Overheard by: aaaa
Hobo: You like rap? I started that shit. I did. I started that rap shit. Way before hip-hop. You don’t like rap, you ain’t shit.
–4 train
Overheard by: Aaron
Dude #1: I mean, when she walked into the room it was like… a demonic presence.
Dude #2: Yeah, I know what you mean.
Dude #1: No, you don’t. Your girlfriend isn’t like that. She’s not a bitch.
Dude #2: Yeah, she is, just in a different way. She’s a smart enough bitch not to let people know she’s a bitch.
–NYC High School
Guy #1: He inherited something like 35 million after taxes.
Guy #2: What an asshole.
Guy #1 (laughing): Yeah, and you know he's gonna be fuckin' broke in like two years.
–30th & 6th
Old woman, putting stamps on envelope: I wish they would change the picture on these…
Middle aged woman: Frank Sinatra?
Old woman: Oh god, not that creep!
–Post Office, Stuyvesant
Overheard by: flat rate box
Hipster girl: Get your hands off of me, pervert!
Disheveled non-hipster: I ain’t got my hands on you! Since you got to go accusing me, well, shit, might as well be guilty! [Grabs her chest]
–L train, Bedford Ave
Overheard by: Dead Man Walking
Guy: I love you, you know that?
Girlfriend: Fuck you. I know you fucked my sister. It's over.
Guy: But I love you!
(girl slaps him and walks away)
Guy, to barista: I probably deserved that.
Barista: Fuck you.
–Gorilla Coffee, Park Slope
Queer #1: That was a guest conductor, right? The short one.
Queer #2: You mean the hobbit?
Queer #1: Oh, I didn’t look at her feet.
Queer #2: Honey, it was a metaphor.
–NY City Ballet, Lincoln Center
