Wednesday, January 7, 2009

The List - New York City

I Hate:

Being harassed in my own city.
In my own neighborhood
On my own block.
People who think that just because I'm a little white girl, that they may speak to me however they wish. 

When people in my building don't hold the door for me when I always hold the door for them.
How my superintendent lives next door to us.
My superintendents' wife
The whore upstairs who thinks that it's appropriate to stomp around at all hours of the day. Including 4:00 am. I knew when I was five that if you're living above someone, to be a considerate walker. 
When the whore upstairs wanted us to turn our music down, so she told on us to the superintendent, and not to us first. 
When I stand on the counter in the kitchen with the swiffer mop and bang on the ceiling to let the whore upstairs know she's being too loud, and she stomps back at me. 

2nd Avenue
All the kids on St. Marks that think they're skinheads, punks, and homeless crust kids just because they have a shaved head, a studded belt, and haven't washed one pair of pants in a whole year. 
How none of these kids have ever had the shit kicked out of them, their parents abandon them, or how the hardest drug they've ever done was weed. 


How the post office doesn't sell envelopes. And that one time they decided to give me 50 one cent stamps.
The asian that works at the post office,and always tells me that my paper work is wrong when in reality it's all correct, and she's just a moron.

Euros
Euros in SoHo
SoHo
Asians that walk around New York staring at the sky.
Mostly, asians. 

Puddles at the end of sidewalks. 
When delivery boys zoom through the puddles splashing water all over me.

People who go to NYU
Midwestern transplants who call themselves 'New Yorkers' after living here for two months.  You will forever be from somewhere else. Get over it. 
Kids who act tough because they now live in New York. You're still a suburban soul. Cut it out please. 

Tourists.
Tourists who come to New York and only eat at McDonalds, Subway, and Olive Garden.

Middle aged baby boomers who think that they can talk down to me because I didn't come from money, or have no interest in living on the upper west side. 
People who put other people down.

That time I found a woman's credit card in the west village Washington Mutual and tried to return it by calling the card company, and found her on the internet; all to return something important she had lost. 
That time I lost a $1,000 check, and no one even tried to return it to me. And I know they found it. 

How my laundry always costs $17
How the guys who run the laundry-mat look at me. 

Hipsters 
American Apparel 
Urban Outfitters trash
People who live in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, because its "cool". Brooklyn sucks, and I remember being a kid and hearing about people getting killed there. Take your fedora and suede headband and move to Fulton st. and we'll see how long you last.

How our apartment smells, and we can never figure out what it smells like or why it smells the way it does. 
How our apartment is always messy no matter how many times we clean it

But mostly, I hate how I am such a good person to everyone I meet, and get nothing but shit in return. 
This city takes and takes until it has all of you; and I'm starting to think that I should do the same. 

Karma Shmarma. 
Im a good person because I know that it's the right thing to do. 
I'll be a selfish person because it's the better thing to do. 
Im not giving up, just giving in. 


1 comment:

NEIGHBORS CREATIVE said...

this just made my morning. i'm going to work now with a deep sense of sastisfaction. thanks.

-aaron