• Can You Overhear Me Now?

Conversations overheard in Portland, from overheardinpdx.blogspot.com:

(Overheard during a full-volume concert from a full 30 feet away)
Loudest girl alive: I'm not a librarian!
Her friend: Me either! Wooooo!

(On the street)
Dad: Whatcha got there? A stick? ... NO!
Mom: No no no no no no!
Dad: We don't do that with sticks.
Tiny kid: Ohhhh bo po po po po!

(In the middle of the street)
Woman (to friend): Why'd you tell Grandma I'm wearing her underwear?

(On the No. 6 bus downtown)
Bra-less woman in a too-tight pink polo shirt (to her boyfriend):
I asked Karl what his new girlfriend looked like and he didn't even hesitate, he just said, 'Shrek!'"

Homeless guy No. 1 to homeless guy No. 2:
My calendar is looking clear that day. How does yours look?

(24th and Northwest Thurman)
Group of kindergarteners crossing the street, yelling at a waiting motorist: Don't kill us!

(Wal-Mart on Southeast 82nd)
(Mom grabs blue Chapstick)
3-year-old girl: You need Chapstick, Mommy?
Mom: Yup.
Girl: Why didn't you get the pink one, Mommy? Don't you like the pink?
Mom: No, honey, I don't like pink.
Girl: Mommy! You are in big trouble; you said a bad word!
Mom: What?
Girl: You said you don't like pink! Bad words!

(At the office)
Guy in the room: We're going to need evidence to make a market- ing claim like that.
Guy on the speakerphone: Evidence is overrated.
Guy in the room: You sound like George Bush!