Manhattan

Attorney: Wow, it’s really bad outside!
Front Desk Lady: I hope it’s not like that when it’s time to go home.
Attorney: Hey, don’t you live in Staten Island?
Front Desk Lady: No I don’t. And even if you buy me a $4 million house there, I still wouldn’t live in that dump.

–Midtown office

Overheard by: Felson

Guy #1: I think I’d come in third.
Guy #2: Why third? Why not first or second?
Guy #1: I don’t know, I probably don’t have the biggest, but it isn’t the smallest either, so I figured third.
Guy #3: Wait, then whose dick do you think is the smallest?
Guy #1: I don’t fucking know! I just don’t think I have the smallest, so I’m sure I beat one of you motherfuckers.
Guy #4: Dude, sounds like you got a small dick.

–24th & Lexington

Overheard by: paul10003

Hobo #1: What are you doing here begging for something to drink? You come on, get out of there.
Hobo #2: Shut up, you transie.

–Penn Station

Overheard by: teresa barber

Trust fund girl #1: But you have to have a baby. Babies are so cute ’cause you can dress them up.
Trust fund girl #2: Totally, and they are way easier then dogs.
Trust fund girl #1: You don’t have to walk them even…

–5th & Park

Girl: Hey, what’s this about?
Guy: Uh, it’s a documentary.
Girl: So they just march around?

–Borders, Time Warner Center

Overheard by: JHA

Hobo: Can you spare some change?
Girl: No sir, sorry.
Hobo: “Sir”? “Sir“? Where you going? Fucking Buckingham Palace, Sherlock?

–15th & 8th

Teen girl: Whenever I like a guy I get diarrhea.

–8th Ave. & 16th St.

Overheard by: Kevin Allan

Visitor lady #1: What was the name of your vibrator? Was it Pedro or Paco?
Visitor lady #2: No, it was my first one: Sergei.
Visitor lady #1: What? Why did I say Pedro? Where did that come from?
Patient guy: …My first goat‘s name was Pedro.

–Mount Sinai Rehabilitation Center, Gustave Levy Place

Overheard by: Lindroid

Wannabe fashionista on cell: Yeah, so I have to walk the red carpet. What? No . . . My feet are trashed, but how much walking will I actually have to do? . . . What, Mom, stop it! I was trying on gowns the other day. But I have to find a smaller one. Yeah, they were too big. . . No, Mom! What do you think my job was when I was in PR, borrowing gowns from stars?

–Starbucks, 21st & 7th

Teen boy #1: Dude, are you gay?
Teen boy #2: No. Why?
Teen boy #1: Because I saw you whacking off to your cousin! Did you shoot on him?
Teen boy #2: No, we were comparing sizes!
Teen boy #1: Well, that’s gay. You’re never suppose to show your stuff to another guy!

–5th Ave

Overheard by: Austin Crumpler