Another New York Story

This morning running east to west, I see a woman pushing a baby carriage in the distance. images-1Despite being cold, I sidle up next to her peeking in to see the baby turning out to be a chihuahua in a bright blue turtleneck sweater.

I find myself saying to the woman, “He must look like his dad.”

She gives me a frozen smile, apt since it’s only 15 degrees, a heatwave in comparison to yesterday when it was 7.

Stopping in the deli to buy bananas, the guy in front of me orders a double iced-coffee wearing only a blazer. I have on 16 layers wishing I opted for more.

He gazes at my 2 bananas and says, “Have you ever put them in the freezer for a smoothie?”

“In the spring.” He appears not to get the joke.

“Aren’t you cold?” I can’t help asking.

“Cold is a mere state of mind.”

“You must be from LA?”

“How’d you know?”

Before I can answer, the woman behind me says, “Hurry up…and fuck you and your smoothies…some of us have to get to work.”

No, I did not make this up.

Just an average morning on the good old, Upper East Side of New York.


Written a week ago when everyone’s teeth were chattering.



About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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22 Responses to Another New York Story

  1. Jeez wouldn’t she make an interesting alarm clock?
    Hahahaha! I’m dying at the turtleneck on the dog and that’s only because I crack myself up every time I put sweaters on my little lambs.


  2. Loved “He must look like his dad.” LOL


  3. Cold weather does something to people that’s unpredictable. Only you can find them and make a story!


    • I know many people who don’t feel the cold quite like I do, most of them men. Maybe they’re really freezing but nfeel it’s masculine not to wear a coat. Schmucks, all of them. Too subtle?


      • I have low blood pressure so I feel the cold. (I prefer to think that I am really a tropical human) Men aren’t as sensitive to cold (at least that’s what I’ve been told). Maybe it’s just what you are used to.


    • Interesting you should say that low blood pressure makes you more susceptible. Mine’s low too and I’m cold all the time. My charming Italian grandmother used to say I had no blood. Thanks Gramma.

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  4. Elle Knowles says:

    Hopefully their dispositions will improve as the weather gets better! ~Elle


  5. Hilarious!! The dog in a turtleneck… must look like his dad… that is classic! I would have been laughing and snorting. No sense of humor… It’s great that you can peg people and engage them. Most likely, I would have turned and had some more comments for the woman who had to go to work… Good thing I wasn’t there, my mouth can get me into real trouble… I need a muzzle most days.


  6. Wow, you have it a lot colder than us at the moment. Maybe the woman’s attitude can be forgiven but I’ll bet if she said that out here, the whole town would give a collective gasp. I’ve never heard so many people saying “I’m sorry” unnecessarily since I lived in Canada. πŸ™‚


  7. skinnyuz2b says:

    Maybe the smile was frozen because the pup DID look like its daddy! And I can’t even begin to imagine the response of the entire store if that woman delivered her line in our little town. Probably everyone would start laughing, assuming she was kidding.


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