Stupidity

Tourist girl #1: What’s with all the Jewish people here? Is it a Jewish holiday or something?
Tourist girl #2: Maybe it’s a Mormon thing.

–Ground Zero

Boy: So, do you wanna come up and meet the puppy?
Girl: Ohmigod! Like, a live one?
Boy: Yeah.
Girl: Oh my god, I looove the live ones!

–54th St & 8th Ave

Overheard by: Alyssa

Girl #1: What did she just say?
Girl #2: She said “quesadilla”.
Girl #1: Huh?
Girl #2: It’s Latin.

–AMC Empire 25, West 42nd Street

Middle-aged man: I like these hats they’re selling. Oh, look at the one on her head! That looks warm.
Forlorn wife: That’s her real hair. She has dreadlocks.
Middle-aged man: Oh, my! You can’t take me anywhere.

–Union Square

Overheard by: Dizzle

Older woman on park bench: How is Barry?
Older man on park bench: Barry Manilow? Don't know 'em.
Woman: You know Truman Capote's son? He liked pumpkin soup.

–Union Square Park

Chick #1: I took this class called History of the Universe. It sucks.
Chick #2: Sounds like, I mean, that’s so intimidating…the whole
history of the universe!
Chick #3: Plus it’s all about physics and astrology and stuff.

–NYU A bus

Hipster girl #1: I like how anti-comic you are.
Hipster girl #2: I like how we discovered how anti-comic we are.

–Cake Shop

Overheard by: Kaet

Man: But I’m just not attracted to you. You’re like a sister to me.
Woman: But I’m not your sister. And besides, you know, me and my sister fooled around when we were little.
Man: Hmmm, let’s see. After this we could go get a drink, or I could go home and think about how much I’m not attracted to you…
Woman: I mean think about it…Hypothetical incest. Predetermined lust, undeformed children.

–Al di La, Park Slope

Chick #1: Yea, I have a Bachelor’s in Fine Arts…I’m a welder.
Chick #2: A what?
Chick #1: You know, with the mask and the blowtorch and all that.
Chick #2 [waving her hand like a ribbon dancer]: Oooooh, so it’s a sport, right?

–G Train

Chick: Hi, how much are these?
Vendor hippie: Ten, or two for 18.
Chick: Oh.
Vendor hippie: Yea, on Macdougal they sell them cheaper, but they’re made by Chinese kids who make one-fifty an hour. Capitalist bastards.
Chick: Oh. Are you going to be here tomorrow?
Vendor hippie: Well, tomorrow it’s going to rain, and then for the next fifteen days the government is paying me to take ecstasy and play on the computer while they observe me.

–Washington Square Park

Overheard by: Emily Leonard