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[guingel]

Well, I did this for New York City. But they didn't have Long Island. But then I got intrigued. So I don't live in the city, but some of them applied, so. . .



as with skroberts, things in bold are my comments.

You Know You're From New York City When...

You say "the city" and expect everyone to know that this means Manhattan. Very Guilty! You have never been to the Statue of Liberty or the Empire State Building. Not Guilty [but both times I went with French tourists. The French Exchange Program students for the Statue of Liberty, and visiting family for the Empire State Building. And I had to go to Ellis Island, my grandparents arrived there--we had to look for their names!] You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get from Columbus Circleto Battery Park at 3:30 on the Friday before a long weekend, but can’t find Wisconsin on a map. Not Guilty Hookers and the homeless are invisible. Guiltier now than before I started working in the city (see above) every day The subway makes sense. again, guiltier now than before this summer. I can only get myself downtown, but that totally makes sense. XD You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language makes you multi-lingual. Not Guilty You've considered stabbing someone just for saying "The Big Apple". Not Guilty. . .but close The most frequently used part of your car is the horn. Not Guilty You call an 8' x 10' plot of patchy grass a yard. Not Guilty--from Long Island, see? You consider Westchester "upstate". Guilty. . . why wouldn't you consider Westchester "upstate"? No, really. Why not? You think Central Park is "nature." Kinda Guilty. You see nothing odd about the speed of an auctioneer's speaking. Kinda Guilty. You're paying $1,200 for a studio the size of a walk-in closet and you think it’s a "steal." Guilty--except that I'm not actually doing that. You've been to New Jersey twice and got hopelessly lost both times. Guilty--except I wasn't driving, so I couldn't have gotten lost. And it may be three times! You pay more each month to park your car than most people in the U.S. pay in rent. Not Guilty--Long Island, remember? lawns, driveways. . . You haven't seen more than twelve stars in the night sky since you went away to camp as a kid. Guilty in that I barely see any at home You go to dinner at 9 and head out to the clubs when most Americans are heading to bed. So Not Guilty Your closet is filled with black clothes. again, so Not Guilty You haven't heard the sound of true absolute silence since the 80s, and when you did, it terrified you. Not Guilty. . . although I'm this close to knifing our neighbors gardeners. Dumb pricks. The neighbors. Everyone around us has stupid loud gardeners. There's never peace. You pay $5 without blinking for a beer that cost the bar 28 cents. Mostly Not Guilty--I don't drink beer, and I'm pretty thrifty You take fashion seriously. Fucking Hell No! But New Yorkers do. It's insane. When you see people on TV, like on Friends, you think, "My god, no one dresses like that. Their clothes are always brand new and look like they just popped out of a magazine." But people in NY really do dress like people on TV. Being truly alone makes you nervous. It depends on where I'm alone. Whenever I was the last one at the office, I would freak out!! Here at home, I'm cool. You have 27 different menus next to your telephone. Not Guilty. Although I acquired a couple menus over the summer, sadly Going to Brooklyn is considered a "road trip." Kinda. but Not Really Guilty America west of the Hudson is still theoretical to you. Almost Guilty. Been out there twice. It was eerie. You've gotten jaywalking down to an art form. For NY, I'm a wimp. For anywhere else, I'm probably a frikkin' daredevil! You take a taxi to get to your health club to exercise. Not Guilty--we never take taxis, and I don't exercise XD Except when I'm walking and not taking a cab Your idea of personal space is no one actually standing on your toes. Guilty $50 worth of groceries fit in one paper bag. no clue You have a minimum of five "worst cab ride ever" stories. Not Guilty You don't notice sirens anymore. Guilty You live in a building with a larger population than most American towns. Not Guilty--house Your doorman is Russian, your grocer is Korean your deli man is Israeli, your building super is Italian, your laundry guy is Chinese, your favorite bartender is Irish, your favorite diner owner is Greek, the watchseller on your corner is Senegalese, your last cabbie was Pakistani, your newsstand guy is Indian and your favorite falafel guy is Egyptian. Kinda Guilty. You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you. Guilty. Horribly sad. And my dad is always stopping to ask tourists looking at maps if they need help, and giving directions. Luckily they're all tourists, otherwise. . . You secretly envy cabbies for their driving skills. Guilty, but shhhh! You think $7.00 to cross a bridge is a fair price. No idea Your door has more than three locks. Not Guilty--only 2 Your favorite movie has DeNiro in it. Not Guilty You consider eye contact an act of overt aggression. As I said to skroberts, Not Guilty, but the other intern who worked with us once told me, "God, I hate it when you're walking on the street, and people look at you! They look at your face, it's so rude, don't you think?" I was like, "uhh. . . maybe they're people-watching?" O_O You run when you see a flashing "Do Not Walk" sign at the intersection. Guilty! You're 35 years old and don't have a driver's license. I'm 18 years old and don't have a driver's license. . . You ride in a subway car with no air conditioning just because there are seats available. No, I ride in a subway car with no seats available just because there's air conditioning. Actually, once we did ride in a car with crap AC. But I think it was close to pulling out. You're willing to take in strange people as roommates simply to help pay the rent. Not Guilty. . . yet There is no North and South. It's uptown or downtown. Guilty When you're away from home, you miss "real" pizza and "real" bagels. Kinda guilty, but I'm not a huge fan of either You know the differences between all the different Ray's Pizzas. err. . . Not Guilty You're not in the least bit interested in going to Times Square on New Year's Eve. Guilty! Your internal clock is permanently set to know when Alternate Side of the Street parking regulations are in effect. Not Guilty--never park in the city You know what a bodega is. Not Guilty You know how to fold the New York Times in half, vertically, so that you can read it on the subway or bus without knocking off other passenger's hats. Guilty Someone bumps into you, and you check for your wallet..... Guilty You cringe at hearing people pronounce Houston St. like the city in Texas Not Guilty Film crews on your block annoy you, not excite you. Guilty. Ugh, I could barely get to work the other day! Law and Order films by my dad's building all the time, and I drop him off then walk to my building and they were in the way. So annoying! You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from NYC. Well, I'm passing them on here. . . that's it

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Comments

[skroberts]

Ooops!

You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you.

Awe, honey... Some of us are just born that way and can't help it! Being nice, that is...

It's just interesting to see the differences a little latitude can have on people. I mean, half or all of the things most Southerners find nice, friendly, or respectful, most Northerners find offensive or rude.

Oh, well... Maybe we should all be on LJ! That way, no having to deal with that pesky eye-contact. ;)

[guingel.livejournal.com]

:) The mistrust thing actually only really applies in the city. I'm much more leery of nice people in New York.

Yeah, there are totally different cultures in different parts of the country. Same country, too. Actually, there are many different cultures within New York, but that's kinda different.

lol. The eye contact thing doesn't bother me--I'm usually the one staring at people. I thought for a sec that maybe the girl was trying to subtly point out something that I'd done! I like to see people, and look at them, and more or less acknowledge that there are other people out there.