Overheard
I am a little late with my post. But this is a good one..so it is worth the wait.
Do you ever get the feeling that someone is listening? Perhaps when you say something that isn’t too intelligent, on a crowded train, the person next to you isn’t really listening to his iPod, they are taking notes for the next submission to the overheard blog. This is the phenomena of big cities, if you are in a public place , you have no privacy. So watch what you say, or don’t, it is far more fun that way.
I’m sure some of you know this website, but I hope there are some who don’t, and this blog is just too good to pass up.
April 2, 2008 at 11:48 am
Ha, my friend was on there as a Wednesday one-liner once, and I was the person she was talking to when she said it. I’ve submitted a few things, but I don’t know if they were ever posted. Overheard at College is a good one, too.
April 2, 2008 at 10:26 pm
which one were you sarah? haha
April 3, 2008 at 9:23 am
http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/012435.html
the last one.
April 3, 2008 at 9:24 am
oh, and you should ask emily about her appearance on “overheard”… i will let her post that if she chooses to.
April 6, 2008 at 10:12 am
haha yeah – i don’t even remember who i was walking with, but i happened to be having a conversation about feminism and prostitution, and i guess someone heard me. i happened to be just browsing Overheard, read this post ans was like “dude! i am girl #1 – i had that conversation in that area a couple of days ago …”
so here it is ………..
http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/012110.html
Isn’t the Future Great?
Girl #1: Feminism is about choice. For example, I choose not to be Susie Homemaker and you choose not to be a dominatrix.
Girl #2: That’s true.
–6th & 5th, Park Slope
April 6, 2008 at 5:20 pm
haha great stuff
April 7, 2008 at 6:39 pm
Not to be graphic, but this website reminds me of a guy I overheard in a diner when I was younger. He was speaking with a few friends and suddenly I heard him say: “So I didn’t know what to do…her legs were on my shoulders and I think to myself, do I keep on fucking her or can I go get a sandwhich now?”