I’m going to preface this post with saying that I am NOT one of those snobby DC bloggers who write about their DC neighborhood and think they know everything about this city when they’ve only been here for a couple years, or because they were the first white man to buy a house on their street in Petworth or wherever. They annoy me, and it is not my intent to sound like them.

Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way…I’ve decided I can’t hang out at Gallery Place anymore.

It’s nothing personal. I was just there to see Miracle at St. Anna with a friend. I love the Clyde’s over there, and it used to be where my now-ex and I would go on the fly if we wanted to catch a quick movie or maybe dinner. It was a cool ass place to hang out until the crazy DC teenagers started running rampant.

I can’t handle it anymore. I probably should have stopped when I saw two teens almost get into a knife fight right upstairs from the metro. But, I was faithful. I thought, maybe it would get better but no, it’s gotten worse.

I thought about mixing it up and instead of going to Clyde’s for dinner after the movie, we took the trek to the new Busboys and Poets on 5th and L, Northwest. I considered asking my homegirl if she wanted to hang out somewhere on 7th Street afterwards and grab another drink, but when I saw this one 14 year old girl dressed up like fricking Sailor Moon, I decided it was time to go home instead.

I’m just…over it. the loud cartoon character-lookin ass outfits, the loud cussin and laughin and riggamaroo, the running up and down the streets and acting all rude in Urban Outfitters (NOT THAT I SHOP THERE)….I just can’t.

So with this, I say goodbye to the 7th Street theater, the Clyde’s and everywhere in between. I wish I could have stayed but alas, I have been run out of that area by the crazy DC Teens.