This is me.

I am a twenty-something trying to make it in New York City. How typical, right? I work as a Stage Manager in the crazy theater world. I also do this part time thing were I’m a barista.

I’ve had some crazy interactions with people here in the city. Some of these people brighten my day. Some of these people are just plain awful. Most are just idiots. I’m going to tell them how it is. It’s the least I can do. Here are my letters to you people, you people to whom it may concern.

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Dear Irish guy on the subway…

Be my best friend. No, seriously. Please be my best friend. You made my subway ride home at 1am a million times better. This is what happened in the moments leading to you getting on my train: I had been standing on the platform at 36th... Continue →