Like when your waitress curtly tells you that there is a $10 minimum order per person.
And then she gives herself an 18% tip without your consent.
And then you end up paying $58 for a handful of French fries and some grenadine.
And then the grenadine doesn't even make you tipsy because, DUH! grenadine is non-alcoholic pomegranate juice.
And then you pay $5 for an all-you-can-eat buffet, only to find out at the that it's $5 per lb. You can eat all you want in New York City for $5 a lb.
And then the toilet at Toys R Us flushes every thirty seconds, ready or not--plus they post a graphic picture in every stall of how to flush.
If you were in New Mexico or Colorado and Toys R Us was showing you how to flush the toilet and then flushing it for you every thirty seconds, you'd be ticked.
But it's New York City, so WHO CARES!
New York City makes it up to you.
In New York City Elmo may charge your daughter $1 to get a photo with him.
But the ducks are free.
And what other city provides lawn chairs in the middle of the road so you can relax in Times Square?
And what other city will make your dreams of taking your kids to a Broadway play come true?
I'm a total Shrekie! A Shrekie through and through. And Shrek the Musical DOES NOT DISAPPOINT, Peeps! I laughed so hard I cried. And I cried so hard I laughed.
And where else can you not sleep in a city that doesn't sleep?
Who has time to sleep?
I'm just saying.
BTW, Anjeny! I get to see your daughter sing tomorrow at ground zero. I'm going to give her a hug from YOU!
LY everyone! Wish you were here!