New York At Her Most Irritating

When did the city get so loud?  You can’t walk down the street without covering your ears,  construction on every corner.

If they knock down one more old building, sadly not landmarked to build a high-rise, in ten years times, we will rival Tokyo with a population similar to ants.

I feel accosted every time I leave my house.  Toss in people on their phones in every pubic place, courtesy at bay as if it were extinct, which I’m beginning to realize, may be the case.

The desperate, jumping in front of you demanding money, as if that too were the norm.

Just now a man without legs attempted to make me feel guilty because I have mine.  As you know, pulling my heartstrings is a walk in the park, but his ire angered me so much I just let him have it, and not in dollars and cents either.

“How dare you yell at me.  I’m sorry for you…I am…but I have a disability too for your information.  Maybe it’s not as obvious as yours, but I have one…so get the fuck out of my face.”

Yes, my mother made one of her jolly, cameo appearances and frankly, I was glad.

I love New York.  I’ve lived here most of my life and don’t wish to leave it.  I’m part of its grid, its fabric…right along with its landscape and the likes of the harbor and the Chrysler Building, but it’s losing charm as if it had a slow leak.

And if not careful, I too will lose mine.

Peace…know where I can get some?

SB    crazy-woman

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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24 Responses to New York At Her Most Irritating

  1. micklively says:

    Ah, peace. Alas, only inner peace is permitted now. Everything else is global laissez faire economics and we bomb you to fuck if you try to resist. Nirvana is only available behind your tightly closed eyes.

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  2. Gail says:

    Now that’s the New York I remember. Shows like Sex and the City romanticize it, and I will always love the city I grew up in, but your post reminds me of why I was drawn to suburbia. Sounds like you need a country weekend getaway, Susannah.

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  3. skinnyuz2b says:

    Time to head to the library or one of NYC’s wonderful museums, Susannah.

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  4. Loretta says:

    Awww, I know the feeling, I can’t stand construction either, especially when driving with long lines at the stop sign. But then again, I feel if it improves our roads and infrastructure, one battle won. But you’re right, every time we visit our girls in Brooklyn, I wonder why we ever drive there from Delaware, it’s brutal. Liked your post and the gentle humor you inject 🙂

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    • You’re kind to say that. I love Brooklyn, even though from what I understand, it too is under siege. I’m not sure razing the old is always the way to go. Some of these new buildings are so ugly…large and looming, no charm, just square footage.

      Nice you have goils. 🙂

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  5. Construction is everywhere, which is a good thing for the economy, but as for our sanity during a heat wave … not so much.
    People on the other hand … I can’t. I thought of you yesterday when I told off one of those aids you often write about. Sitting in the patient’s car, with the air on, while on the CELL PHONE as her client struggled to walk. I think I scared her. Lord knows I scared myself…lol. Susannah, you were with me in spirit!

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  6. We have crazies and noisy construction in the burbs too. It seems like after the last snowfall the bulldozers come out and road closures start. Everything is the long way around. I was awakened this morning to a loud noise. There was an active cat fight on my bed….at 5:30. Guess that’s my version of an alarm clock. Hang in there and visit someplace quiet. Mick’s comment was interesting. However, it’s hard to put aside your feelings because your situation isn’t as dire. We feel what we feel and believe me I feel for anyone living in a war zone. It doesn’t stop me from getting cranky about things in my own life.

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    • Mick gets passionate about things, especially at 8 a.m. his time.

      I’ll bet a cat fight sounds a lot better than a 30 story building going up. I relish quiet…I feel bad for everyone, even the man with mo legs I wanted to kill. I hated myself all night…sigh…we continue to do our best.

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  7. come visit me in the quiet Southern countryside… it is so quiet except for the frogs, the cicadas, the owls, you will go screaming back to NYC! You know you are always welcome here…

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