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The Sex And The City Bus Tour
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12/16/08
FYI - you are rude and obnoxious AND passive aggressive when you huff and sigh as you burst past some poor old pensioner wanting to take a picture of NYC skyline or whatever.
Thank god I moved to Europe.
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I also stop to help anyone who looks lost or can't figure out their subway map - and I'll do it in French or English, and frequently have. In fact, everyone I know frequently gives directions, and they do so willingly and politely.
So, please...no.
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I don't understand why anyone would want to go on the Sex and the City tour, but I went on the Sound of Music tour in Salzburg and probably shouldn't throw to many stones. Lots of people enjoy things I'd hate, I don't have to be a bitch about it.
"They are a relatively plain cross section of women from across the States and beyond. Most of them won't see 25 again. They are all gamely fighting a losing battle against comfort carbs, gravity, and the capricious idiocy of fashion."
-Dude, the show is about women pushing 40, why are you so surprised the people on the tour are over 25? It must be so painful to see people who don't look like models. There are lots of little bitchy lines like this.
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We've all been a tourist somewhere.
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I'm not anti-tourist. I'm anti-being inconsiderate. For tourists and locals alike. Locals, don't go out of your way to "accidentally" clip some lost tourist's elbow with your briefcase because they didn't get out of your way fast enough.
Tourists, please realize that foot traffic moves very fast here and a lot of us are in a hurry. It's a lot more considerate--and better for your health and well-being!--if you stay aware of your surroundings. It's also common sense.
Just realize where you are and plan accordingly. Clumping down a sidewalk five abreast obliviously and hindering other people is always rude, whether you're in LA, Chicago, NYC, or anywhere in between. Stopping short where others might accidentally run into you is always kind of unsafe and inconsiderate.
Tourism is awesome, but just be aware of your surroundings.
12/15/08
Like, if I'm on 34th Street and you want to know where Penn Station is? Reasonable. Lost in Hell's Kitchen, trying to find Times Square? That's cool, follow me. But sometimes people want directions to an entirely different part of the city. Someone once stopped me in Central Park for directions to Ground Zero. Really? Pointing someone to the right subway is one thing, mapping out a day trip for them is another.
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I'm walking on Bleecker and this family's trying to wave down a cab. I hear one of them say "Why aren't they stopping?" - all the cabs that'd passed had darkened lights. So I popped over and said, look for the ones where the numbers in the middle are lit up, they're open. The woman, I assume the mom, GLARES at me and spits, "We don't NEED any help." Well, clearly you did.
However, the family on the train who thought that Prince St. was right after 49th? I was happy to tell them that I was getting off at 8th, and they needed to get off at the next stop after I got off. They were so excited, and the dad whispered, "I thought all New Yorkers were mean!"
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And the crack about the meatpacking district may seem right if you live here, but come on, 90% of tourists aren't going to wander down to Marquee after the 8 p.m. show of The Lion King
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And I've encountered some obnoxious New Yorkers in Maine, for instance. I was in the little seacoast town where we summered, and a man walks up to me and says, "You a local?" I explain that to be a local, one has to be born in Maine, and I was not, so I cannot call myself one, but I would be happy to help him. He gives me this look and says, "I'm just trying to find a place to eat, lady."
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"Looking around at the women, I try to discern some defining characteristic. Surely girls who come to New York to spend a day on a bus looking at fleeting backgrounds from a defunct TV series in the company of other like-minded girls should have some deforming mark so we can recognize them on the street or at the bar or in the dark. But they aren't tattooed, or particularly fat, or lopsided with walleyes."
12/15/08
Note to tourists: You do not need 20 fucking pictures of the World Trade Center construction site. Move and let me get to the fucking PATH train.
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Another thing tourists don't realize is this: we're not rushed because we're assholes; we're not pushy because we're mean. We're just trying to move briskly so we can beat a system that is rigged against us: mass transit. Most of us don't have the luxury of just ambling over to a car and driving home at our own pace after the workday is done. We have to schedule, and plot, and manage the minutes, if we want to have enough time to catch that bus or train.
We're not jerks, but we are at the mercy of some scheduling that can sometimes be aggressive.
"Take a later bus!" say acquaintances of mine. "Why rush around? Stop and smell the roses!"
Except the "roses" are pigeons with rotted-off feet and 7/11 cups full of hobo piss in the Port Authority, and 20 minutes can make the difference between a decent commute home and SNARLED RUSH HOUR FROM HELL. They'd be a little antsy to get to their bus/train on time too.
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I decided I became a NY'er when I stepped on a rat. It wasn't dead and didn't run so when I put my foot down I stepped on it AGAIN. This was off Clinton St before the gentrification and cleaned it up.
I miss NYC.
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