I think that New Yorkers call Houston street - HOW-STIHN - just so they can have another reason to be bitchy and mean to those who are not "in-the-know." I honestly cannot think of any other logical reason to pronounce it that way. It still bugs my midwest mind. I'm sure if I did a little research, I'd learn that it was someone's name or something... but regardless...
I do however enjoy the fact that I now call it How-stihn without thinking twice.
As I sat and enjoyed my breakfast this morning, with every bite I took, globs of cream cheese ooze out of my sandwiched everything bagel. I began thinking... I used to always eat my bagel slowly as two separate pieces, each smoothly shmeared with the perfect amount of cream cheese. I now ate my bagel sandwiched with way too much cream cheese like a ravenous beast. I'm not sure why eating a bagel as a sandwich or a pizza folded is that big of a deal... but it seems like evolution has caused me to change my eating habits to the "NYC" way.
Other evolutionary effects of living in NYC?
1. I'm very apt to throw a child-like tantrum when it takes too long to do anything... including walk somewhere, wait for a train, wait in line... wait anywhere.
2. I am severely annoyed by Times Square.
3. I don't flinch or stare at people wearing costumes, with painted faces, talking to themselves or their imaginary friend, or those missing limbs, eyes, or any other oddity that may turn heads. Well... unless I decide to discreetly take a picture.
4. I have no problem talking back to just about anyone.
5. When you get on an escalator - if you aren't going to walk up or down it... stand to the RIGHT!
6. I blame Bloomberg for everything.
7. Whilst walking, I'm either listening to music or on my blackberry.
8. It seems normal to pay 15 dollars to see a movie, 8 dollars for a beer and $1000 a month for a room the size of a jail cell.
I still call it "pop" though. Some things never change.
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