The crew at DCist.com do a feature called “Overheard in DC” in which snippets of conversation are presented with minimal context – typically somebody talking a bit too loud on a cell phone at an area grocery store, or two folks sharing a wee bit too much information on the Metro. It’s a great feature, and if you can’t get enough of DCist’s offerings, check out EavesdropDC.
If imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, and probably the laziest, then we at DCFud could launch a similar feature focusing simply on restaurants and people eating in public. It never ceases to amaze me what people will say in public, scant inches from perfect strangers.
I had the joy of sitting next to a couple of medical school students in Baltimore, and while I certainly would like the best trained, most highly educated doctors available, I’m not enthralled with the idea of eating next to them when discussing various ailments and diseases. And…especially when they have visual aides. And…I dated a doctor several years ago, but recent enough that I remember a few things.
At a restaurant in Baltimore…mid-conversation
Female Med School Student: “It was a softball-sized hematoma above his left eye.”
That’s a blood collection from a broken artery. I was OK with that.
Moments later…
Male Med School Student: “We worked on the dissection of the posterior compartment.”
That’s generally known as the calf muscle. I’m OK with that too.
He continued…
Male Med School Student: “I was looking at the three muscles, and I know it’s weird, but I got hungry for chicken.”
Um, check?
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever heard while dining?