- 6 years ago
- Wedding: November 2011
I’ll start. FI and I recently moved from Dallas, Texas to Jersey City, NJ (right across the hudson from NYC). FI works in Times Square. As in, literally. He hates it, but our families think it’s cool, mainly because they don’t have to battle tourists to-and-from work and at lunch hour every day. We moved for his job, but also because we both always loved visiting NYC.
He moved in May, I moved the beginning of June….and now halfway through August, it’s starting to hit me. There are things I *really* miss about Dallas.
1) customer service. It seems not to exist here. I’m not a chatty person, and I don’t like talking to strangers, but I do expect people to try to pretend to be normal while dealing with the pulic (ie. me). Alas here, in JC (and in NYC), 95% of the cashiers in grocery stores and shops are loud, rude, and disgusting. They will always shout across the aisles to each other while checking out customers, talking about what they did last night, how drunk they were, who they slept with. The best was TODAY. FI and I drove all the way out to Newark to go to Ikea. And the cashier there shouted across to another cashier that she had to take a shit. Those were her exact words. Um…thanks for letting all of us know, too? Disgusting. There’s a Macy’s near Herald sq. that we go to regularly for work clothes for Fiance just because it’s right by the PATH station. It is always a hot mess in there, and I’ve never met a helpful employee. Ever. Once, Fiance was looking for a new suit, and although we never did get help (we eventually found what we could on our own), the final straw was when Fiance was coming out of the dressing room and two sales clerks were chatting at the entrance, and he notices there’s no rack to hang the clothes. So he’s standing there, holding all his suits that he doesn’t want (that he was nice enough to hang up and bring out of the dressing room), but there’s nowhere to put them. So he tries to hand it to one of the clerks, and she just looks him up and down, refuses to put out her hand to take them, and they have this weird stand off…and he eventually goes and puts them back in the dressing room. I would have dropped the entire pile of suits on her feet and left.
2) I miss people not having an accent. I’ve been all over, and I feel like Dallasites (not people from out in the country) are pretty much accent-free. My friends don’t really say “y’all” or any of the other things associated with texan accents. But the Jersey accent….it is alive and well here. Alive and well. I got a job at a school here, and EVERYONE there has the most jersey accent. The ironic part is that I get to hear, multiple times a day, how weird it is that I don’t have a Texan accent. Too bad I can’t say the same about their Jersey accents.
3) people using the phrase “on line” instead of “in line”. As in….”don’t cut in front of me when I’m standing on line”. I’m not sure why this irritates me so much, but it does.
4)The mexican food here. It’s overpriced. And not good. And did I mention overpriced? And there just aren’t a lot of choices in that department. And salsa…ugh…when salsa is served in restaurants it’s disgusting Pace-style picante sauce, with a ketchupy base. I really can’t take it.
5)the obsession with native NYCers or native New Jersey people have with “midwesterners” moving in here and “taking over the city”. It’s as if the rest of the U.S./world does not exist, and all migrants to NYC are from the midwest. I’m from the South, Fiance is from Sri Lanka, neither of those is the Midwest.
Not that I’m done whining…..I’ll say some of the things I do like. It’s always fun to move to a new place and experience new neighborhoods. J.C. is suprisingly nice…I think most people in NYC have no idea how nice it is here (which is fine, I kind of like that it’s still undiscovered). In the city, I *love* Bryant Park, and I really like the west village, and I like having more Sri lankan food choices here, even if they’re all only slightly-better-than-mediocre-and still overpriced. But Dallas had 0 sri lankan restaurants, so have 2-3 is a step up. I feel a strange kindship with south asians, and my neighborhood has got to be 75% south asian, so I feel like I “fit in” in a weird way. I say in a weird way, because I’m white. But there’s plenty of good indian food around and I love that. And I like having public transportation and getting to walk more often. Plus, the summer aren’t as hot as Dallas, so I don’t mind walking as much.
I know a lot of bees have moved all around….write where you moved from to where you moved to, and tell about your likes/dslikes/surprises, etc. Spill it!