Are New Yorkers really that grumpy? Are we really as rude as the movies and tv portray us? Well, kinda. Sometimes. I happen to see things going on week in and week out all around my travels in NYC. Perhaps we just can’t help ourselves lately as many of us are on a short fuse with this long winter. Here it is supposedly Spring and it’s 35 degrees. I sense a touch of disbelief, confusion, depression, and anger out there. Maybe too many of us expect instant 60 degree sunny weather already. Yeah, we are an impatient bunch. Just like the Burger King commercial slogan we want to “have it our way”. Actually, right about now I think some of us would like to give the King a beat down, along with that dubious weather prognosticator Punxsutawney Phil! (Enemy #1 in the Northeast right now)
Yet, I think New Yorkers get a bum rap about how rude we are. We’re actually pretty nice, can be fun on occasion, and along with being directions experts we are also willing to lend a helping hand to those in need. Just don’t get in the way of our daily routines or we might have to run you over. Don’t mess with us as we are heading to work or coming home from it. We are always in a rush and hate being bothered or delayed. The subways can be a bit of an anger “fight club” at times. There is a time and place for everything of course. Many people here deal with high pressure jobs and stressful relationships. At times we can be caught at the worst moment and we will blow you off. Then there are others that we can be quite pleasant.
We ain’t all that bad! Well, some of us are.
A few points about our grumpiness / rudeness –
If you see me with my ear buds in don’t talk to me. That is the NY’er suit of armor. It emits the universal “leave me alone” signal.
Doubly so if you encounter any of us that are not yet properly caffeinated. If I have not yet had my two cups of morning coffee I will emit a guttural growl at anyone approaching too close.
If you see a couple having a lovers quarrel on a street corner do not engage and ask directions. You will be looked at with disdain and might be “stink eyed”, or worse yet, have both of them gang up on you, even though they are in the midst of a breakup.
Most of all if we see a celebrity walking the streets we are not a bunch of crazy eyed starfuckers! These people live here in NYC to blend in and live like the regulars. They just want to do their thing even though they are famous, wealthy, and beautiful for the most part. If you stalk them or creep on them while they are out shopping, at dinner, or enjoying a jog you just might be dealt with embarrassingly and end up on TMZ.
Hey, we are a good crew here. Perhaps a bit grumpy at times but what do you expect after about six months of a long winter season. We want warm sunny days already. We’re not really rude, but more like “irritable” is the best way to describe us right now.
Still, I feel like strangling that damn groundhog.