Saturday, May 19, 2012

Another Item for my List

6.  I will not miss the terrible customer service that pervades the city.  Today I was in the McDonald's on 71st and Broadway.  After waiting in the line for ten minutes with two crabby kids, desperate for happy meals, I got to the front of the line only to be told that they were out of ketchup.  McDonalds was out of ketchup.  McDonalds!  I looked at the check-out woman and said, "you have got to be kidding me."  At which point the woman looked at me, told me to quit whining and walked away.  And didn't come back!  She just left me standing there, until five minutes later, I decided she wasn't coming back and left.

(We ended up going to Patsy's instead.  I will miss Patsy's.)

Note to the employees of McDonald's, Fairway, Macy's, Duane Reade Pharmacy (especially you, 69th St. store), and countless other establishments: stop act like I am putting you out by bringing you my business.  I am trying to give you money.  And no, I should not have to bow and grovel before you deign to take it.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

The Bad Things about New York

Someone recently told me that when you move away from the city, all you can remember are the good things about living here. Since I love NY, I am sure I will be guilty of this. So this list is for those days when I'm missing the city like crazy and can't remember why we ever left it.

1. Paying over $4k in rent. For a large one-bedroom apartment. Oh and that rent? Our management said it would have likely gone up 10% at the end of our lease in October due to the city's soaring rental market. (Funny -- I don't mind living in a large one-bedroom apartment. I just mind paying that much for it.)

2. Running down the street pushing a stroller and screaming "stop at the corner!" at the top of my lungs. 

3. Elliot sleeping in a closet. Yes, it's true.

4. One bathroom. There are few things less pleasant than being in the middle of something only to have Elliot knock on the door screaming, "I have to go PEE!"

 5. January and February.

 And that's all I can think of! Help me, people!

***Late Night Addition***

My friend, Christie, responded to my cry for help with this little gem: 8.4 Million New Yorkers Suddenly Realize.  Be warned -- the language in it is truly terrible.  That said, I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.  My favorite part is about the slow walkers.  I have so been there.