Voice of a duck boat tour guide, to passengers: "And believe it or not, ten years ago this whole area was just rubble!"
(Overheard by ZH on Thames Street)
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Voice of a duck boat tour guide, to passengers: "And believe it or not, ten years ago this whole area was just rubble!"
(Overheard by ZH on Thames Street)
Bartender, watching server load a huge number of drinks on a tray: "You...taking all of those?"
Server: "I'm taking everything. Hopefully, what happened last time won't happen again."
(Overheard by MW at Yosaku)
Man answering a phone call on speaker while his car is stopped at a light and his window is rolled down, cheerfully: "Hi there!"
Voice on phone: "Fucking asshole!"
Man: "Who, me?"
(Overheard by JTW on Cumberland Avenue)
Server, to outdoor diner: "Do you want regular fries with that? Or waffle fries?"
Diner: "Regular, I guess."
Server: "Hmm."
Diner: "Oh, should I get waffle fries instead?"
Server: "Well. We are in Portland."
(Overheard by AW at Mellen Street Market)
Young woman behind the hardware store counter, to man wearing Sleater-Kinney t-shirt: "Isn't that the band Carrie Brownstein is in?"
Man: "Yes, it is."
Young woman: "They've been around since the nineties, right?"
Other shopper: "Yes, the nineties are big."
Young woman: "I know. I see kids wearing Friends shirts. I guess the dream of the nineties is alive in Portland."
(Overheard by JR at Maine Hardware)
One teenage girl to another: "Yeah, you know the frontal lobe? It's the part of the brain that has to do with things like NOT KISSING RANDOM WAITRESSES."
(Overheard by KB on Willard Beach)
Kid 1: "Have you ever had a Red Bull?"
Kid 2: "What kind of kid do you think I am?!"
Kid 1: "So you haven't had one?"
Kid 2: "No! It's not a kid's drink!"
Kid 1: "You mean it's like alcohol?"
Kid 2: "No! It's an energy drink? But it's not a kid's drink!"
Kid 1: "My friend who's in fifth — going into sixth — grade LEGIT had one."
Kid 2: "YO! What the hell's wrong with him?!"
(Overheard by ZWH and IWH at Pine Point Beach)
Older woman, upon seeing the Senior Hours sign outside Trader Joe's: "Senior hours 8am to 9 am?! I ain't getting up at 8am, I'm retired!"