[Officially] a New Yorker

So before I move on to the rest of the insanely fun filled weekend, I would like to tell you a story.

Friday night, I decided to go to Downtown Disney to grab something to eat (I just couldn't handle eating in the hotel food court, again). The bus line was a little long, but it was ok. 30 minutes later, a bus came and picked everyone up in front of me. I didn't get on it, because the driver promised there was one right behind him. . . again, another 30 minutes later, the bus finally shows up. I am seething. I live in New York after all, I rely on public transportation, and if anything like this happened there, a full out riot would've broken out by now. Not cool, Disney. Your transportation is already shaky at best, but this was unacceptable.

So, and hour and a half later, I finally get to Downtown Disney (which is about the time I wanted to leave and come back to my hotel room), I get to Earl of Sandwich and the line has wrapped around the store 3 times. You have got to be fucking kidding me, right?! I turn to the poor souls who got in line behind me to vent. They assured me the line goes quick, but I am already fully pissed off from the bus issue. Thank god, they were so sweet. I asked where they were from, which lead them to ask me. As the words "New York City" came out of my mouth my behavior for the past 2 hours flashed before my eyes and to my own horror, became every bit the stereotype. Holy crap. On top of that, when I turned to tell the cashier my order, I caught the man saying "She's from New York"- in that tone we all know when someone says that. about ME. ME! This totally took me off guard and let to some serious self realization.

Why am I telling you this story? Because besides all the Disney events, this weekend was also a personal milestone. It was my 5th anniversary of moving to New York City. Depending on who you talk to, it takes between 5-10 years to become an "official" New Yorker. Clearly, I hit that milestone right on the nose, according to those Tampa residents. And I believe the "She's from New York" comment totally got me my badge of honor.

That sprouted an entire different thought process, which has lead me to accept my status as a Yankee. Dammit. I have earned the right to be an asshole and that's ok with me. Not only have I survived everything this city has thrown at me, but I'm thriving as a human if I do say so myself. So, go ahead and use that tone when you describe me. I will accept it and probably even smugly give you an elitist smile.

But seriously, who else could see something like this and consider it just another Tuesday?

He? She?'s sign said "I'm Mitt Romney"

What do you think makes a New Yorker?