Overheard in Pittsburgh

So that’s why I’ve been getting so many readers and submissions the past few days: Renaissance man Neil Gaiman, writer of The Sandman, among many other things, linked to the site, calling it one of the best of such sites on the Internet. I happen to be a huge fan of Mr. Gaiman’s, and so I use this as further verification of my coolness.

It’s also nice to know that this site was discussed in a recent ethics class at Pitt. Apparently, the class questioned the ethics of posting others’ private conversations to the Internet. I answered these questions for myself before I began this site, but I would love to hear more about this.

Carnegie Mellon Shuttle. Classes are done for the day:
Loud Girl: I made a New Year’s Resolution to stop being slutty.
Male Friend: Yeah, I heard about that.
Loud Girl: Oh my god, I’m the worst slut ever.
Male Friend: Yeah, you told me at the party.
[...]
Loud Girl: [getting off the bus] So, maybe I’ll see you again this weekend?

— Overheard by Kevin

Social Psychology Class, Cathedral of Learning. Evening.
The Teacher advances to the next slide:

Teacher: And this brings us to the “Halo Effect”.
Dude #1: Halo! Awesome!
Dude #2: [sitting next to him] Dude, Halo is the BEST. Love Halo.
Dude #3: [across the aisle] HALOOOOOOO!

Walnut Grill, Shadyside.
A Preppie Guy with spiked hair and one too many shirt buttons undone talks to two girls:

Preppie Guy: I don’t know if the uterus is involved, but if it is, the uterus needs to come out.

— Overheard by Sara

Town Square, the Waterfront.Saturday Evening.
A white, middle-class family with three children under six passes Victoria’s Secret:

Four-Year-Old Boy: [pointing at Victoria's Secret] Let’s go in here.
Five-Year-Old Boy: Eeww! That’s all girl stuff!

— Overheard by Kelly

Starbucks, 6th & Penn, Downtown:
Latte Guy: If someone loses a family pet, make sure to be Johnny-on-the-spot and offer them a free cigar.
Woman: I’m sorry I don’t smoke cigars.

— Overheard by Maggie   

Social Services Agency Office, East Liberty:

The Office Brain: I’m gonna go get me some of the I-talian ice cream ‘cuz I really like history.

— Overheard by steele skillz

Highmark Building, Downtown.

Junkie Girl on Cell Phone:I don’t care!
—Fuck that!
—Fuck CVS!
—Fuck the drug dealer!
—No! I’m coming upstairs!

Target, West Mifflin.
A mother in acid-washed jeans shops in the girls’ section with her two strikingly similar-looking daughters several years apart in age:

Mom: We’re going to get these two outfits.
Younger Daughter: [whining] But I hate wearing the same outfit as her!
Mom: Well then go and find another one, but I ain’t buying it if it ain’t the same price as hers.

East End Food Co-Op, Wilkinsburg. Lunchtime.
A manicured woman with a Lois Vuitton purse, Bluetooth headset,
and a loud, grating voice asks a question:

Lady: What’s polenta?
Co-Op staff: It’s cornmeal.
Lady: Ohhh. [ponders for awhile] So it’s potatoes, huh?
Coop staff: No, it’s cornmeal.