So I get to save $10 today and park on the street, but Georgetown streets are narrow… really, really narrow. It is an everyday occurrence to see fragments of sideview mirrors scattered on the ground next to cars parked along 31st Street. Being the nervous, yet frugal, nelly that I am, I have found a way to take advantage of free parking holidays AND insure my car doesn’t get sideswiped. I like to park on Dumbarton Street, just two blocks up from M Street, which is a one-way street. My theory is that if it’s a one-way street, cars passing by won’t have to swerve dangerously close to my car to make their way down the street.
So this morning I am parking my car along Dumbarton Street when I see a man with a little girl walking out of their multi-million dollar mansion. I glanced at them and thought “That 3-year old girl has more money now than I’ll probably have in my whole life.” But she was really cute so I didn’t hold too much of a grudge against her. I parked my car and started to walk towards my office when I see that the man has taken the little girl to the corner mailbox and she is helping him mail a letter. How sweet, I thought. Then I got a closer look at the guy… it was George Stephanopoulos! He walked his daughter back to the gates of their compound and he watched as she made her way up the steps to the two nannies that were waiting for her at the door, and then George started walking towards Georgetown, right in front of me!
I tried to catch up to him, but I didn’t want to seem like I was racing up behind him. I mentally prepared the things I could say to him (“Hey – that was some election, huh!?” “Great election coverage, sir!” “Does Diane Sawyer really smell like rose water and warm laundry?”) but we were awkwardly standing at the corner together and I couldn’t figure out how to quickly conceal my camera phone, make it look like I just casually noticed him, and say something witty all at the same time. So I just crossed the street and did nothing at all. I figured since he lives up the street I will probably run into him all the time, so I didn’t want to hastily make conversation with him when I am sure there will be a next time. But I managed to get a picture of him from behind, and I found a picture of his house online. So here you go:
2 comments:
OMG that house is huge! great celebrity citing:) Not sure I am convinced that George where hats?
You write really funny! And your parking theory about Dumbarton St is right. 31st is a nightmare for sideview mirrors. And by the way, not all of us living on Dumbarton St are multimillionaires. I'm not even a single-
Have a good one! /Peter, neighbor to George S
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