From too many late nights at work, if you hear the street cleaner going down I (Eye) Street at 15th Street, it’s Monday night around 11:30pm and you need to leave the office already.
From too many drink-a-thons happy hours, if you are on the patio of Fox and Hounds or Trio Restaurant and you see the trash truck come by to empty the street trash bins at the corner of 17th and Q Streets NW, its around 10:30pm and you’re drunk, guaranteed.
From too many brain cells killed by both, if you’re standing on the east side of 16th Street, waiting to cross what should be Lamont Street but is the entrance to the Parks & Rec Department headquarters, and you look at the walk sign
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