Barack's Row?

Group of late-teens/early 20s (possibly Republican interns), at Matchbox, on 8th Street SE:

Girl (to the rest of the table): "I mean, he's only been President for a couple of months. What has he done to deserve having an area of the city named after him?"

Boy: "I know, right!?!"

But not Bowhunting?

Girl intern: what are you going today?
Guy intern: ugh. you know. teaching old people [how to use] Excel

Too many jokes possible! Eavesdrop DC overload!

On the red line at rush hour:

Girl 1: Well, it's not technically an office romance.

Girl 2: People frown on dating interns. Look at Monica Lewinsky!

It's Intern season!

In a downtown office:

Intern turns to full-time employee: So is the Washington Post a DC paper or a Washington state paper?
Full-time employee: Um, DC....

Sounds like a perfect mercenary lobbyist in training to me

Scene: Crowded Metro, 6:15 p.m.

Tourist: So you live here?
Intern: Yes. Well, no. Just for a few weeks. I'm an intern at [association name redacted].
Tourist: What do you do there?
Intern: I don't know. There's some bill that's a really big deal or something. I make calls and talk to people on the Hill about it.
Tourist: What is the bill about?
Intern: I don't know. They never told me.

Take the pussy out of the closet!

Co-worker 1: Where's XXXXX?
Intern 1: He had an emergency at his apartment.
Co-worker 1: What happened?
Intern 1: Something about his sink, Drano and locking his cat in the closet.
Co-worker 1: The strangest shit happens to that kid.
--Office at 15th and L

And to close out the week, we bring you EavesdropDC's 500th post!

Bartender: No, I'm sorry, You can't run a tab with your driver's license.
Intern, fumbling in wallet, hands the bartender another card.
Bartender: No, this is a gift card, you can't start a tab with that either. If you want to run a tab, I need to hold a credit card.
Intern: Credit card? Ma'am I'm from Oklahoma, I ain't got no credit cards!

Oh Kate, she's such a dork fucker.

20-something Guy: Why do you have a Burger King crown?
20-something Girl: I asked one of the interns if he wanted anything from BK and he said a hat, so I got him a crown. I'm planning on making him wear it all day.
Guy: Which intern is it for?
Girl: Oh, I don't know any of their names. He's one of the dorky ones, you know, the one Kate wants to fuck.

In all reality he probably works for Juan Valdez

From the South American Stereotypes Society:

This was heard on the metro on Saturday. It was two intern-looking guys:

Guy 1: So where are you working?
Guy 2: [Something about Colombia]
Guy 1: Oh, cool. So that's for like the Colombian government, right? So you're like exporting cocaine? (laughs)
Guy 2: (completely serious) No.
Guy 1: Well, do they have anything else.. besides cocaine?
Guy 2: (still completely serious and now slightly patronizing) Yeah, like flowers and stuff.

Somewhere, on the side of some road a Native American is shedding a single tear.

Scene: Staffer is walking new intern through the office - introducing her, showing her where to find office supplies, where to throw paper away.

Intern: Wow! We really go through a lot of paper don't we?

Staffer: Yep.

Intern: Where is the recycling bin?

Staffer: Oh, we don't recycle - we're Republican.