You learn that stepping out of your front door almost guarantees you will spend at least $10 that day. Somehow, somewhere, you will spend it
You will learn accept the fact that you pay $1400 for a single room, realising that every movie you’ve ever seen from NYC is unrealistic bullshit; There is no way Ms. Carrie Bradshaw had the money to buy her own apartment…
In fact, you’ll appreciate any apartment that doesn’t contain; cockroaches, holes in the walls or a carpeted floor.
You will become disturbingly used to all sorts of craziness; a woman reading the Bible a the top of her lungs whilst the amateur dancers are putting on a show in your subway cart? Good morning to you too!
You are certain that everyone who smiles at you on the Subway are either crazy or, well, crazy.
You become surprisingly good at small-talk, seeing that you always meet new people.
Slowly but surely, you develop an aversion to every “tourist spot”. Times Square is a true nightmare.
You work 12 hour days without earning a dime – but you get to work with the best in the business, so you don’t care at all.
You suddenly become addicted to caffeine, so much in fact, that your local Starbucks remembers your order. This city never sleeps , neither do you.
Weekdays and weekdays are one and the same. Tuesday is the new Friday and Friday is the new Sunday.