Archive for February 23rd, 2006

Bus Stop, Forbes & Murray, Squirrell Hill, 11:30 p.m.
Two hyper female Asian CMU students are hopping around trying to keep warm
and chatting:

Girl 1: Did you know that like 70 percent of the dust in your house is made of dead skin cells? `Cause we shed so much! Isn’t that awesome?!
Girl 2: Wow, that is so awesome!
Girl 1: I KNOW!

— Overheard by jen

Restaurant, Squirrel Hill.
Father and Little Boy emerge from restroom:

Father, loudly: If you have that much trouble going to the bathroom by yourself, I don’t know how you make it at school by yourself.

Kings Family Restaurant, Waterworks. 2 a.m. Friday Night.
A large group of college-aged kids are sitting together in the worst Kings restaurant ever*:

Supercool: We were like, “Andy, you didn’t snort the whole line.” So he’s like, *unh* [shrugs and mimes snorting a line]. And he snorts the rest of the line.
[The table erupts with laughter.]
Supercool: Then he runs to the bathroom, and when he comes out, he has a Kleenex™, and there’s little bits of cinnamon in it.
And he says, “I can’t believe I just snorted all the cinnamon!”

* Overheard in Pittsburgh Rant: Seriously, though, I have eaten there several times late at night, and I usually split the hour it takes for my food to arrive between doing the waitress’ job for her and wondering how soon it will be until I get to be assaulted by the physically and verbally aggressive Cro-Mag yinzers in the smoking section. I implore you: Avoid this place after dark; it’s scarier than the Original Hot Dog Shoppe. You might get shot at the O, but at least your food’s hot. Thank you for your time.