This is a new segment I’m introducing. It’s going to be little snippets of typical aspects of NYC life.
One such aspect: rude residents.
In the line to the WC at Starbucks and I tel chickadee in front of me “Just going to get my coffee, but I’m behind you.”
I come back, she’s gone in, and a guy has appeared. I say “I’m not sure if she told you but I was behind her.”
He looks me dead in the eye and says, “No, she didn’t.” I.e. You’re going to have to body tackle me to reclaim your spot.
At that was what happened to me in a New York minute.