I’m Zatio. I’ve been interning at Workman for a few weeks, spending time in various departments, and helping out with different tasks. I’ve worked in special sales, gift sales, and now, editorial. This has been a wonderful experience that has given me a glimpse of what real, adult life is like. I just graduated from high school and am heading off to college (already!) in August.
I have lived in New York for my whole life. It would be fair to call me a true New Yorker. As a result of this, I know how to get around the city. I am accustomed to crowds, small spaces, smog, and traffic. And there is nowhere else I would rather live. This also means that I am often impatient, easily incensed, and quick to complain—especially about New York City. These characteristics are why I found this particular project so interesting. As you’ll see from the following survey, everyone has different feelings about this city. But, I think, even through our gripes and frustrations, we love this place for all its quirks.
In the spirit of a pair of Workman books: Don’t You Just Hate That? and 14,000 Things to Be Happy About, we’ve decided to make a special Workman collection of loves and hates related to New York City. The following is a list of some funny, some serious, and some curious pet peeves and best things about the Big Apple.
|Don’t You Just Hate…?||Things to Be Happy About|
|when the train doors close right in front of your face||being just a few paces away from a variety of cuisines|
|when you have to deal with tourists crowding Grand Central Station on your way to work||people that hold the door open|
|when people don’t have proper umbrella etiquette||Sheep’s Meadow in Central Park|
|when people get to the top of the subway stairs and stop to make a call||empty seats on the train|
|when you can’t afford a bigger apartment||outdoor summer cocktails|
|when the light is green but there are cars blocking your way||being able to walk down the street and see the Empire State or Chrysler Buildings|
|when people walk slowly and don’t bother to move aside to let others pass||water-cooler conversations|
|when you have to go through those revolving-door turnstiles in the subway||you will never need a car as long as you’re in New York|
|when you can’t wear flip-flops without your feet getting caked in dirt||beautiful little West Village side-streets|
|midsummer subway odors||friends who don’t live in the city are always coming through—and need a place to stay|
|when you have to walk past a gaggle of cat-calling construction workers||the nightlife|
|the constant noise||the energy|
|when it’s so humid outside that your dog would rather forgo using the bathroom than leave the house||there are so many different New Yorks. If you get tired of one, there’s another in the next neighborhood over.|
|when you unwittingly go into the only train-car that isn’t air conditioned||you can walk pretty much anywhere|
|when you have to witness every single unfortunate fashion trend. Really, muscle-tees?||the Met!|
|when there is always someone dressed better than you are||there is always someone dressed worse than you are|
|when people text while walking. Seriously, we need texter and non-texter pedestrian lanes, ASAP.||being able to experience world-class dining, theater, and nightlife at affordable prices, and sometimes for free|
|bed bugs||parents that read aloud to their children on the way to school|
|the fact that, if you’re ever bored, it’s your fault||if you’re ever bored, it’s your fault!|
—Zatio (a proud New Yorker)