People who live here in NYC are funny sometimes. Well, I should correct myself and say that “couples” who live in NYC are funny at times. Not that I neccessarily see their hijinks as humorous, but it’s when I see their public breakups as hysterical if not cringe inducing!
I must have viewed these public performances at least three times this past week. One on a street corner coming home from work. One on the sidewalk near the park on my way to the gym. The best of all? On the subway while heading to work! That last one was brutally epic. Especially when she told the dude he was lame in bed and the other chick he was seeing can have him. I could not help but snicker out loud at that one! Hey, I’m a NY’er. I get a good laugh when I see people walk into things, trip on the imaginary crack in the sidewalk, or step into that nasty puddle of mystery fluid at the street corner and drench their shoes and socks in it. Yes, I do have a bit of a warped sense of humor at times.