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When you know Times Square is NOT the best part of the city during anytime.
When you are told "You have an accent" but you can't hear it.
When you could walk just about anywhere.
When you get frustrated at tourist for walking down the street 6 people deep, walking slow.
My father was from Brooklyn and then Long Island. Being in the service his accent dimmed after years at other locales. But, from time to time it would edge its way into his speech.
We made a family audio tape each year at Christmas. We can hear his accent receding through the years. Although one year it took over and he said:
"This year we jerned a new choich." This year we joined a new church.
You know you are a New Yorker if you know what rat cheese is.
If your forget that you have clams from Rockaway Beach in your car trunk.
You have to move your car from one side of the street to the other on street-cleaning days.
You know where the best bagels are in town.
You know what PJ's is.
You know that Zabar's has the best assortment of kitchen goodies (and excellent bagels in barrels).
You know where to find the best deals on the lower east side and you know which subways to take to get there or you have to give the cabbie directions to Hester Street.
Whenever you go out with your "from out of town" coworkers, ALL of their NY friends are from out of town, too.
When you are in an elevator, subway etc and hear a NY accent, you are surprised.
When you hear the transplanted to NYers talk about the great "new" restaurant opening up, you smile because you know that the old standbys in the outer boroughs will undoubtedly kick its ass.
Youve live in NY 40 years and have seen 2 Broadway plays.
You know what a scooter pie is, as well as a fudgetown cookie.
You eat pizza by the slice, and if youre sitting down to eat it, you bring it to the table yourself.
You know that a black and white cookie is not the size of a Silver Dollar.
You accept Little Italy and Chinatown, but when the city puts up a sign to designate a "Little Liechtenstein" to placate the insatiable desire for forced multiculturalism, you barf a little.
Sorry if I'm duplicating anything already said ...
1) If you refer to Manhattan as "the city."
2) If you rode the subways during the time they were bombed with graffiti and the lights in the subway car would go out periodically as the train moved ...
3) If you remember how the Times Square Area used to be (and wish it was like that again) ...
4) If you're amazed to find that any other US city or any other country in the world has a building anywhere within it's borders over 10 stories ...
5) If you're secretly happy that the city and state and starting to fall apart under the economic collapse , hoping that things will go back to the way they were back in gritty days of the 70's 80's and earl 90's.
You know you're a New Yorker when someone starts bragging about their own home town, and you can't decide whether to be offended or laugh in their face! (Just for the record, I'm more likely to choose the latter option).
...when you're being smacked around by a male family member (out in California) and you wonder why the police take so damn long to show up.
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You know youre a NATIVE NYer when
