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Queens v. LIC
CORONA -- Why do the addresses in Queens and LIC have the same dashes? 30-30 47th street is very different and VERY faraway from 30-30 47th avenue. I learned this hard way. While trying to multi-task, and on my way to a very important meeting I mis-entered the address into Uber and ended up in Astoria. After a $15 bribe and Spanish sweet-talking I was able to make it to the meeting only to find that it had been delayed by 45 minutes. Argh #awkwardlyinthecity
WEST VILLAGE -- As a follow-up to the 'Argh' post. This is how that boy rationalized our date where he behaved atrociously. And by serious - do you mean sober? #awkwardlyinthecity
I was only trying to help.
SOMEWHERE WEST OF MANHATTAN -- I was back in my hometown helping my very pregnant sister and brother in law move into their new house. In the dining room there is a low-hanging modern chandelier. Trying to be extremely helpful, so my sister wouldn't pick anything up, I carried two big boxes and slammed my head into the Artemide. Oy. Covered in glass but miraculously not bleeding - my sister pushes me outside to shake off the broken pieces. As I frantically squirm, trying to remove all of the glass from the depths of my shirt and pants - the U-Haul driver believes that I'm guiding him into the driveway. I was not. In a series of comedic errors - the driver crashes into the front stairs. #awkwardlyinthecity
No luck even in the hometown.
SOMEWHERE WEST OF MANHATTAN - The past ten days I have been visiting family in my hometown. My brother-in-laws friend who has been quite persistent, despite my living in Manhattan, asked me to dinner and I acquiesced. We had a delightful meal and he texted me to see if I was free to do something with him again the following day. He continuously texted asking about what I was doing and how the day was going. However, never made any plans. At 10:30pm, he asked ‘did you end up going out tonight?’. Um no I was waiting for you - I thought we were going out? You just stood me up? Argh. I thought the familial connection would be enough for boys to behave like men. I was, as usual, disappointed but feeling ok about it after watching The Lobster. #awkwardlyinthecity
The run-in.
NOMAD -- Nothing can prepare you for running into the one person you don't ever want to run into. But this is New York City, population 8.55 million people, and despite your best efforts, its bound to happen. While birthday party hopping this past weekend, I ran into an ex who I have actively avoided over two years. As soon as he called out my name, I immediately began plotting my exit strategy. He told me that I seemed very overwhelmed to be seeing him. When I rejected his hug, and evaded his aggressive questioning he got back into the car and rolled his eyes saying, "I guess it was good seeing you." 30 minutes later commiserating about how awful that encounter was with a girlfriend, I said "it was like seeing a GHOST!". As the word came out of my mouth, the ex, the ex who I haven't seen in two years, walked by. He turned, looked at me, smiled maliciously and kept walking. OMG. Dating in the city is a nightmare - especially when all the ex's are trapped on an island with you. #awkwardlyinthecity
KIPS BAY -- As everyone starting pairing off for the New Years countdown, I spotted a good looking guy in the corner of the party. We chatted and flirted a bit. I thought it was weird that he was on his phone but didn't think much about it. When I went over to talk to my girlfriend she said that while we'd be talking he'd been swiping on Tinder. No joke. #awkwardlyinthecity
You are not my boyfriend.
SOUTH WILLIAMSBURG -- As I rarely go out with someone more than once, I always find it interesting to see how boys will try to take it to the next level. Will they engage me in a conversation about our status? Will they tell me how they feel? Will they introduce me to their friends in an attempt to demonstrate that they like me enough to take me out? No. No. and No. Rather, I have found that the immature boys in the NYC dating pool will throw hysterical fits. On Saturday night, this happened. And what I really wanted to say is that, I am not your girlfriend - we’ve been out 3 times. I do not have to tolerate your complaining about wanting to go home early, or wishing the evening had gone differently. You are a grown up - if you want to go home then you should. #awkwardlyinthecity
When it is way too soon.
GRAMERCY -- I recently had been seeing a quite handsome, intelligent, and funny man. On paper he was perfect, but I still had some doubts. I felt like something was missing but I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Often times, friends tell me that maybe I’m too critical or maybe I’m always looking for a way out or further fodder for the blog. However, when I on the fourth date he told me he couldn’t wait for our future together; to marry me and have children with me....I knew that my instincts had been correct. #awkwardlyinthecity
