That was supposed to be said in a tone à la Charlie from Lost.
I was on my way back from the interview to Christin's apartment this afternoon when I ran into her on the street. Oh, New York City, you try to act all big and mean, but I know you're just a small town at heart. Since I had nothing to do, I ended up going to the bank and the nail salon with her.
I had never been in a nail salon before. While I waited in the front, I couldn't help but notice that the bench I was sitting on was heated. How comfy! The next thing I noticed was that aside from the employees, Christin was the only girl in the salon. There was one guy getting a massage, and another guy getting a pedicure. Is that... typical? I don't know.
You know what else makes NYC weird? There's a place down the street from Christin's apartment called Totto Ramen that serves all different ramen dishes. Not surprisingly, it's on the top of my list of restaurants I want to visit. First, though, I'll have to get over paying $10+ for a bowl of noodles. Why, NYC, do you insist on robbing me of all of my money??
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