Things I Loathe About New York CityPeople of all ages litter. On purpose. Without remorse. Yuck.
People don't move to one side on sidewalks to accomodate others who are walking in the opposite direction.
Car alarms. Sirens. Bus breaks. Stereos. It's a wonder I still have my hearing.
Too many children are unsupervised. They see and hear things that need to be tempered by the guidance of a loving adult, but often there's not one around. One local nightly news program starts every broadcast out with the phrase, "It's 10 p.m. Do you know where your children are?" They're not being funny.
Parents listen to music or play hand-held games instead of engaging their children in conversation while riding the subway.
Drivers don't stop for ambulances and other emergency vehicles.
Street harasment is rampant. I can't go running in my local park without getting nasty comments hurled at me.
All of the once great flea markets are being run out of town as the lots they once stood on are being eaten up by uninspiring high-rise apartments that no regular working person could ever hope to afford.
Buildings are poorly maintained. What were once lovely old homes and stores are patched up haphazardly (as my dad always says, no one sands before painting here - old apartments have inches of layers of paint on their walls), or they are torn down to make way for the above metioned high-rises.
We have water bugs, which is a euphamism for roaches on steroids.
Too many people use bookbags on wheels (okay - I know that one's trivial... I just can't stand 'em, and I was on a roll).
Phew... that felt good. Thanks for letting me rant. Okay, chin up and carry on. Oh, yes - I hope you're all enjoying your own little nests. I'd love to hear about them, as well the daily trials from which they shelter you.