Overheard in Pittsburgh

500 Inbound. Evening.
Two disheveled men are talking loudly about cocaine:

Disheveled Man #1: You know where it started don’t you? Cocaine? THE DOCTORS!
Disheveled Man #2: The doctors? You don’t say.
Disheveled Man #1: Yeah, I seen it on the Discovery Channel or the History Channel or some shit. But yeah, man, it was the doctors. All those rich people went to the doctors for the good stuff, and they gave it to them. The doctors.

Aldi, Etna.
Two elderly women are shopping, and one is trying to reach a bag of Werther’s Original candies from a high shelf.  A younger woman walks over to help her get the bags:

Elderly Woman: Can you get me one of the bags with the red label?  Actually, make it two, no, wait, three.  My husband eats these like candy.

— Overheard by Megan

Forbes Ave near Market Square, Downtown:

60-Something Male Flower Vendor: Hey, do you have a girlfriend?
College Guy: No.
Flower Vendor: …Do you have a boyfriend?
College Guy: Are you asking?
[…]
Flower Vendor: …No.

— Overheard by Connor 

Bus Stop, 5th / Market, Downtown. Evening.
An old, crazy homeless man wanders down the street, mumbling to himself, until he grabs a guy by the arm and speaks louder:

Crazy Homeless Man: Pittsburgh’s lost it, man, it’s lost it’s CLASS. Steelers ain’t got no cheerleaders, ain’t got no class. Pittsburgh’s an asshole. A fucked asshole. No cheerleaders. No class.

[Crazy Homeless Man resumes walking and mumbling.]

— Overheard by Megan

54C Outbound, Oakland.
Two old women get on the bus; one is markedly older than the other:

Old Woman: [shouting at Older Woman] Where’s your pass? WHERE’S YOUR PASS?!

[Older Woman doesn’t respond.]

Old Woman: WHERE’S YOUR BUS PASS?!!!

[Older Woman doesn’t respond; Old Woman goes through Older Woman’s purse in search of a bus pass.]

Older Woman: Just what the hell do you think you’re doing in my purse?
Old Woman: Looking for your pass.
Older woman: I don’t have a stinking pass! I’m too goddamned old for a damned pass!

— Overheard by Smokey.

Sixth Street, Liberty / Penn, Downtown.
Three elderly women walk out of Starbucks:

Elderly Woman #1: My daughter’s been telling my granddaughter that she’s 29 years old for five years now… And just as I was about to tell my granddaughter her real age, she turns to me and said, “And what does that make you, grandma? 40?”
Elderly Woman #2: You didn’t tell her, did you?
Elderly Woman #1: Damn right.

— Overheard by Megan