Four-year-old girl: I'm dizzy!
Two-year-old girl: I'm dizzy!
Four-year-old girl: No, I'm dizzy!
Two-year-old girl: I'm dizzy!
Four-year-old girl: Well, I'm dizzy too!
–90th & Columbus
Overheard by: Now I'M dizzy too
Four-year-old girl: I'm dizzy!
Two-year-old girl: I'm dizzy!
Four-year-old girl: No, I'm dizzy!
Two-year-old girl: I'm dizzy!
Four-year-old girl: Well, I'm dizzy too!
–90th & Columbus
Overheard by: Now I'M dizzy too
Baby thug: Why do you yell at me so loud when you're angry?
Mama thug: I never yell at you when I'm angry.
Baby thug: But, mama, you always yell at me so loud when you're angry.
Mama thug: Yeah, I do. It's because I'm so angry.
–Sunset park, Brooklyn
Mother of four-year-old boy (looking at display case): Wait up for me, Jack. Don't go on the escalator without me.
Four-year-old boy: It's okay, I can do it.
Mother of four-year-old: No, Jack. Wait for me.
Four-year-old boy: It's okay, mom. I can go up by myself.
Mother of four-year-old: Jack. Don't go up without me.
Four-year-old boy: Mom. It's okay. I can do it. I'm wearing my lucky Batman underwear.
–Macy's
6th grader #1: Yo! Wanna go to the store and buy that new video game?
6th grader #2: Nah man, I can't. I gotta buy some weed today.
–Henry St & Clinton St
Three-year-old girl, pointing to a page in Eric Carle's The Mixed-Up Chameleon: Why does he have an umbrella?
Dad: Some people have to wear umbrellas all the time, otherwise they'll get lots of freckles or end up with squamous cell carcinoma and die.
–B Train
Overheard by: sometimesdee
Father to bored seven-year-old son: I have the Post and the Daily News, which one do you want?
Son: (takes newspaper skeptically)
Father: Go to page six.
Son: Why?
Father: That's where the girls in bikinis are.
–Penn Station
(little girl starts reading aloud the ads on train)
Girl: Dad! Dad! How do you say that word?
(dad looks over at the ad and tries to ignores her)
Girl: Im-po-tent! Impotent! Dad! What does “impotent” mean?
–1 Train
Overheard by: Gee
Hipster chick: What do you do for fun when you're not busy with work?
Hipster dude: Set children on fire.
Hipster chick: They still do that in the city? I thought that died down years ago.
Hipster dude: You have to look hard for a good place, but I know one where you can roast small Aryan children for like $2.50 a pop!
Hipster chick: What a deal!
Hipster dude: I know.
Hipster chick: Man, you know where to get all of the good stuff.
–4th St & 6th Ave
Overheard by: Oz
(toddler in stroller gleefully tosses mangoes from display on floor)
Older brother: No! Stop it! (picks up mangoes as toddler keeps pushing them off display) Stop! We're not buying those!
(mom looks the other way)
Cashier: Ma'am, your child is dropping the mangoes.
Mom: I know.
Cashier: But..
Mom: I know, my son's rude.
Cashier: But the other customers…
Mom: He does this all the time, you should come to my house and
see what he does.
–Gourmet Garage, 96th & Park Ave
Overheard by: Mark
Screaming child: Mommy, I want to go home!
Disgruntled employee: You think you have problems?! Try graduating from art college in the middle of a recession! Then you can cry!
–H&M Store
