Potomac Diary

Published July 17, 2012 4:00am ET



METRO’S LUCKY CHARM?

A keen-eyed kid spotted an unusual rider on an Orange Line train Tuesday morning: a lady bug.

The orange-hued insect was riding on the doors, holding on tightly like all the other commuters. It stayed on for at least six stops in the underground stretch of track.

The girl pointed it out to the other riders, including her baby brother and another toddler in a nearby stroller.

“Why is the ladybug riding the train?” she then asked her dad.

“Because it’s the fastest way,” he answered.

“That’s silly,” she said.

WHY YOU AVOID I-95 IN SUMMER

Southbound Interstate 95 stymied a D.C. couple, who was trying to reach central Virginia but had instead found standstill traffic.

The man complained that this was a Saturday afternoon, prompting his girlfriend to explain, “This is Washington, and congestion can happen anywhere, any time, for no reason.” She urged him to remain calm.

But their return trip on Sunday afternoon found similar traffic, and this time, the woman was desperate to get to an exit with a bathroom.

“Why are there so many cars?!” she shrieked.

The couple finally made it to the Quantico exit, where she found relief for her road rage — and her bladder.

NEXT TIME, TAKE THE STAIRS

In the elevator of a District-based magazine, an editor ventured to make conversation with a new intern by asking, “How do you get in to the office?”

The intern, in his second week on the job, replied, “Oh, I have a key fob.”

After a long moment of silence, the editor clarified that he was asking about the intern’s commute.

MEETING IN THE MIDDLE, THE HARD WAY

A man was returning to his District home from a journey around Virginia — driving 403 miles in the process — when on mile 401 of his journey, he got in a car accident.

Traveling north on 14th Street near the National Mall, the man changed into the center lane from the far left and, seconds later, found a minivan heading toward the center line, apparently with the same idea in mind.

After colliding, the driver of the minivan said he was sorry, so the two exchanged information and went on their way. The man went home upset but was at least comforted knowing that the other driver — a family man flocked by children — had admitted fault.

Apparently, he was naive for thinking the man would admit as much to his insurance company. The next day, he was informed by an agent that the minivan driver said the accident was a mutual mistake.

WHAT’S IN A TITLE, ANYWAY?

On a Blue Line train departing Foggy Bottom, one young woman asked another if she had heard of the television show “Political Animals.” She had not.

“It is this new show on USA. It is like practically based on Hillary Clinton’s life,” the woman explained. “The character is first lady, then she is governor and then she loses the Democratic nomination before becoming secretary of state.”

“Hillary Clinton was governor?” her friend asked.

“No, just a senator. But it’s the same thing.”

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