Yuppie: “Is Freddie Prinze Jr. Harry Connick Jr.’s son?”
— Streetcorner in Midtown
Yuppie: “Is Freddie Prinze Jr. Harry Connick Jr.’s son?”
— Streetcorner in Midtown
Yuppie #1: I admire the fact that your friends are so intelligent. Most people I speak to are single cell organisms, undergoing mitosis as I speak.
Yuppie #2: Then why do you speak to them?
Yuppie #1: They’re the only ones who call me
— Bond Street Starbucks
Woman upon seeing a Mariachi band walk by: Why do they have tambourines on their legs?
— Manhattan
Cop: Come on, you’re coming with me.
Educated youth: Naw, man! I got my third right amendment! My third right amendment!
–42nd & 7th
Male Employee: No, that’s hemophilia. Hypoglycemia is, like, when your
body produces more sugar than your system can handle.
Female Employee: Yeah! That’s me!
–Lord & Taylor
Overheard by: Megan Buckley
Twit: What’s that song Richard Marx sang?
Chick: Right Here Waiting.
Twit: There’s another one.
Chick: I don’t know.
Twit: It’s going to drive me crazy until I remember. Oh wait! I know! Right Here Waiting for You!
Chick: That’s the same song.
–Winnie’s, Chinatown
Waitress: Is that book you’re reading fiction or theory?
–Cosi
Man: Do you sell cannabis?
Florist: Cannabis?
Man: Yeah, it’s a plant.
–28th Street
Chick: Hey, come look at this, like, book!
–Barnes & Noble, Union Square
Yuppie: There is in fact a fundamental difference between Ray’s and Webster’s. One is a series of restaurants that sell pizza; another is a book that you can look up the definitions of words in.
–Party, The West Village
