There’s been something about New Yorkers that bothered me. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it until this week. It’s a sense of entitlement. Now, I don’t mean to move in and bash the locals. And I certainly don’t mean to say all New Yorkers have this annoying self-righteous attitude. I know plenty who are not arrogant at all.
But the general culture here acts entitled. Case in point, a lifelong New Yorker (I like to call him “6”) I went out with a few times sent me the following text messages during the Yankees-Twins series this week:
6: (Monday, 8:14 p.m.) Twins, Yankees today. Go Yankees, right?
Me: (Monday, 10:03 p.m.) Oh, look at that. Twins won.
Two days later:
6: The twins just won. It’s not fair. U cheating.
I did not respond to this.
It’s not fair? The game was upheld by Major League Baseball. The fact that your (overpaid) team didn’t get the W does not mean cheating occurred. Get over yourself!
Today, I decided I needed to end things with this guy. Not entirely because he’s arrogant, but that is a big part. I texted him (normally a text breakup would feel cold to me, but that’s how we communicate, so give me this one), and told him I couldn’t do this.
He texted back to tell me I was wrong. He went on change his story on a few things. First, my opinion by definition cannot be wrong. Second, as any good attorney would tell you, if you lie, you automatically lose.
Come on, 6. You are contributing to the reason people dislike born & bred New Yorkers.