Move!

While walking home from DSW in Battery Park, Josh and I took the bridge over the West Side Highway. As we were about to descend the stairs back down to street level, I found a gentleman clad in business attire speaking with a woman standing right in front of the stairs, in the way of anyone wanting to go down. As I squeezed around him with Josh, I said loudly, "It doesn't make much sense to stand at the top of the stairs!"

As we got to the bottom, I asked Josh if the man was still standing in the way. He said he didn't hear if the man said anything (which doesn't answer the question, but who cares). I said, "I don't care if he says anything back. What's he going to say? If he calls me a bitch, I'll call him an asshole for standing in everyone's way!"

Then I said, "Wow, I've gotten mean since I moved to New York." Josh agreed, saying that New Jersey Dora would have muttered quietly to herself down the street instead of yelling at the cause of her frustration.