No, its not a typo. I used to "heart" NY. Now I hate NY. And although I know that New York has changed considerably since I first moved here, I have to admit that it is I who has changed a whole lot more.
The biggest change is that I now have children, three of them to be exact. So all of those things that I used to love about New York - the theater, late night movies, great dive bars, fabulous gay bars, trashy 80s themed parties at fabulous gay bars, art galleries - yes, all of those things are now but a distant memory.
I am also (shriek with horror) more than ten years older than I was when I first moved here. So I can scratch the "80s themed parties at fabulous gay bars" off the list anyway (loud, crude, allergy to rubber and intolerance for bitchy queens).
I've noticed lately how rude the people are. Ok, I didn't just notice that. New York is famous the world over for its abundance of impatient and hostile residents. I enjoy the brusque manner of the counter guys at Katz's Deli as much as the next person. What I can't stand is that there are so many sodding young people here. Where the fuck did they come from? And what do they expect to find here? As I have learned the sidewalks are not paved with movie deals, publishing deals or any other bloody deal for that matter.
Oh my God. I have just realized something. I'M GETTING OLD. It's happening. I can't stand young people. They get on my nerves with their boundless energy for gay bars, museums, art galleries and late night movies. And they are really annoying me with all their childlessness and freedom. So this is why people move to Westchester! It's not for the great school system (although I hear its spiffy). It's so that we don't have to live with the daily reminder that our lives did not pan out as we had once hoped, and that with children in tow for the next 18 years, its going to be pretty damn close to impossible to get our lives back on track!
These young people all have age appropriate airs of entitlement and are just oozing with ambition, ambition that they still have time and energy to fulfill. And its turning me into a curmudgeonly old bird. Just like a REAL New Yorker.
Hey! Fuck you! I'm walking here!