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Reasons Why I Like Living In New York: Asshole Edition

January 8, 2012

I have never really been the type of guy to take a boat-load of shit from anyone. I have noticed however, that after 4 years of living in New York I have developed a tougher skin. Here are some of the ways I have changed.

I don’t let people accost me in the street. I don’t care if you are a dirty homeless person, an innocent girl scout, or Jesus Christ himself disguised as a down-on-his-luck urban kid just trying to sell his rap CD on the subway. If you talk to me in public, I am either going to pretend I don’t hear you (I use my headphones more than I use my nuva-ring), say the word NO loudly and firmly and keep walking, or spray you with an accelerant such as gasoline, light you on fire, and use that fire to light my menorah while I dance around in jewish glee.

I don’t let bartenders or servers get away with being rude. When a service person is rude, it just says: I have a dry vagina and I have been on my feet all day. Obviously I don’t care about the two dollar tip you are going to leave me. When I am at McDonald’s, I fully expect and accept that the girl behind the counter isn’t even going to look at me or acknowledge me. The only thing that exists to her is the clock that is ticking by so slowly that she is sure it is a punishment from God himself for dropping out and having kids so early. Restaurants and bars are different because Read more…