Stop. Stahp. What are you even doing? That’s not a thing. This is New York; we have things. That is not one of them. How about you just hand over all of the cash in your wallet, change to your return ticket to an earlier flight and we’ll call it a day.
And I mean that title with the utmost of respect.
I’ve been a denizen of this fair[ly crappy] city my entire life, in one way or another. I spent some time in LA during college, but don’t worry, I got over it. The one thing, though, that I’ve consistently heard from around the US is that New York is a rude city.
This is, I feel, based on a fundamental misunderstanding of what this place is.
I’m going to print a couple hundred copies of this and just start handing it out.