Archive for March 5th, 2007

Crowded Ladies Room, Dave and Busters, Waterfront. Saturday Night.
A cell phone rings, and a woman answers it, screaming to the be heard:

Woman: HELLO?! HELLO! I’m at Dave and Busters right now! I’m in the ladies room, in the first stall here! I’m in here peein’!
— I’ll call you back; I gotta flush.

— Overheard by Linda

Wendy’s, Waterworks Mall. Sunday Afternoon.
A loud woman approaches the counter with her grandson and sets down an empty cup:

Loud Woman: This spilled.
[Employee takes the cup to refill it]
Loud Woman: And what is up with these hamburgers? It’s about as thick as a slice of ham. It’s supposed to be a deluxe.
Employee: It’s a junior.
Loud Woman: Two ounces of beef. Two ounces. What’s it come to? An eighth of an ounce. [Employee ignores her and her grandson wanders away] We’d have been better off going to McDonalds and getting a double cheeseburger for 99 cents.
— Overheard by M.B.

The Fast Food Connoisseur

Subway, Quaker Valley Shopping Center, Leetsdale:

Middle-Aged Black Lady: [pointing at the guy behind her in line] Oh you go ahead, honey, I’ma get eight sandwiches.
Sandwich Artist: Oh yeah?  That’s a lot of food.  You having company?
Black Lady: Oh child, I got five kids and a fat husband.