That was one of the signals to me that dating a particular New Yorker wasn't right for me. It was my first trip to New York, and we were in Brooklyn. He was halfway down the block on the other side of the street, and I was still standing on the curb. It wasn't the fact that he crossed that was the problem, so much as that he crossed without making sure that I was coming along.
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Date: 2010-11-01 12:01 pm (UTC)That was one of the signals to me that dating a particular New Yorker wasn't right for me. It was my first trip to New York, and we were in Brooklyn. He was halfway down the block on the other side of the street, and I was still standing on the curb. It wasn't the fact that he crossed that was the problem, so much as that he crossed without making sure that I was coming along.