SCREAM ON THE GREEN
A group of 20-something women set up a few blankets and lawn chairs at “Screen on the Green” on the National Mall recently. But their picnic spread drew a few unwelcome visitors.
The girls missed the climactic shootout at the end of “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid” because they were fighting a battle of their own: rescuing their hummus and pita chips from cockroaches that had found their way onto the blanket.
Fortunately, help arrived in the form of a moviegoer seated in front of the group, who heroically finished off the creepy crawlies with a well-placed flip-flop.
SPREAD YOUR WINGS
Passengers on a flight from Paris to Washington Dulles last week were greeted by nearly a dozen uniformed police officers when they exited their plane.
Apparently the officers were there for a traveler from New Delhi, who caused some concern for the flight attendants.
It’s not that the man had asked for anything unusual to drink or eat, one stewardess was overheard saying.
“But he said he wanted to get out and touch the wings,” she said.
After sorting through the facts of the case, police determined that no charges would be filed, airport officials told Potomac Diary.
ODOR EATER
A District man arrived at his fiancee’s house and, before anything else, announced he would need to clean off his feet in her bathroom.
She felt a mix of amusement and disgust. He explained he had found a website dedicated entirely to the wonders of baking soda and that one of the magical uses was to put the substance in your shoes for a day, then let it absorb all the odors.
“So there’s baking soda grime in my shoes now,” he shrugged. “You can blame the Internet.”
THEY’RE JUST VISITING
A man and his son were apartment-shopping in Alexandria, seeking a place close to a Metro stop that wouldn’t break the bank for the mid-20s son as he started a new job.
As they pulled into one complex, both were certain they had found the boy’s future home. It was a large building, but not overly crowded, and in a good part of town.
A desk assistant sold them on the complex even more, noting it “was safe, friendly — and most importantly, free of bugs.”
Almost ready to whip out a security deposit, the son asked to see the available room. “Of course,” the assistant replied. “You’ll love the place.”
But moments after they walked into the second-floor corner room, a cockroach crawled out from under the door.
“Well, maybe we’re not quite bug-free,” the employee said. “But they’re not usually too much of a problem. We spray each room twice a week to keep them from totally moving in.”
The apartment search continued.
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