Quyn just texted me, “You know you live in a tiny New York apartment when you have to do your dishes in the bathtub.”
Which is funny because I was just thinking it’s time for another New York moments post on my way home.
You know you’re a New Yorker when …
Someone from Queens mentions his dining room table and you automatically gasp, “you have a dining room?”
You carry your gym bag, handbag and two bags of groceries through three different trains while wearing heels.
You take AM New York every morning, just so you don’t have to stare at the subway ads to avoid making eye contact with anyone.
Your monthly Con-Ed bill has an extra $80 charge on it thanks to that bitch Superstorm Sandy.
Your yoga class is 80% dancers, models or actresses
You can walk through Times Square without getting handed fliers or promo CDs because you have that I’ve-got-somewhere-to-be look nailed.
You know to get in the cab THEN state your destination.
You can stand in the middle of a subway train without holding on from one stop to the next. (Yeah! Finally did that!)