This morning as I was walking to the train, I passed a woman shoveling off her steps. It was snowing and I was bundled up like a burrito and I think I was smiling because I actually like when it snows. As I walked by her, she said "Good morning". I was caught off guard, but managed to say "Good morning" back to her. Then she upped the ante and said "Have a nice day", and I paused and said "Thank you. You too.". What was weird is that it was so weird that a stranger was nice to me. I think I'm so used to people in New York being so mean and unfriendly, that when someone is nice, it is really something. As I walked away from the lady, I thought to myself, she must not be from here.
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I dunno, maybe you live in the wrongs part of town. People are nice around here.
Well, it could be because I have this clown costume on.
But still.
i second toddy. it might be you that is not nice. i have always made friends with my neighbors in new york. and nod and smile and wish good days.
You're right. It is me that's not nice. In fact, I am the biggest jerk that ever lived. People in New York are super sweet and I am mean. I should really do something about that.
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