Overheard In The Castro
Other than some fucktwatasshole shooting people.
Walking down Castro Street from JR's apartment:
JR: "I wish I could turn back time."
Kel: "I wish I had peripheral vision."
Okay, maybe you had to be there.
At 2:37 am (long after the festivities have ended) a gaggle of girls and their lunk head admirers - they were probably just trying to get into the girl's pants - loudly talking on the street below my apartment window using lots of "oh my gawd!" and "and then she said" and "I know!"
After opening my window:
Me: "Could you keep it down, some of us have to go to work. Why don't you talk up at Market Street?"
Girl: "But it's so loud up there it's hard to hear each other."
Me: "And you say this without any hint of irony."
Girl: "What?"
Me: "Never mind"
Walking down Castro Street from JR's apartment:
JR: "I wish I could turn back time."
Kel: "I wish I had peripheral vision."
Okay, maybe you had to be there.
At 2:37 am (long after the festivities have ended) a gaggle of girls and their lunk head admirers - they were probably just trying to get into the girl's pants - loudly talking on the street below my apartment window using lots of "oh my gawd!" and "and then she said" and "I know!"
After opening my window:
Me: "Could you keep it down, some of us have to go to work. Why don't you talk up at Market Street?"
Girl: "But it's so loud up there it's hard to hear each other."
Me: "And you say this without any hint of irony."
Girl: "What?"
Me: "Never mind"
posted by Michael at 8:09 AM
3 Comments:
Irony is wasted on the BNT crowd. xo
I hope this IS the end of Halloween in the Castro.
Sadly find myself agreeing with JR. LOVED this holiday when I first moved to SF. I thought of it as our own Mini Mardi Gras...but these days I make sure to be in early, and try to just ignore the sound of the choppers overhead.
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