old (2007), Uncategorized

on 11th and avenue b

I am beginning to realize that while I am rather bitter and sarcastic by Midwestern standards, I am positively beaming with optimism in New York.

Case in point: upon leaving the Lakeside Lounge and attempting to hail a cab, a guy with a bunch of guys in a Toyota rolls down the window and says, “Nice hair!” My response? “Thanks!” At which point Brooklyn Boy says, “I can’t believe you just said ‘Thanks!’ to that guy.”

“And why wouldn’t I?” I asked.

“No reason,” he said, with a smirk.