you know what “call you for it” or “choose you for it” means.
you get scared when a stranger randomly starts up a conversation with you.
you can’t stand leaving the city because people everywhere else are so nice, it’s annoying.
you curse….a lot.
you believe that if you’re not from the 5 boroughs, you’re not really from New York.
you never call it Manhattan, you call it “the city”.
you love, not like, Billy Joel’s music (and you know all of the words).
you leave and miss it…but when you’re there, it sucks.
you’ve actually eaten a “dirty water dog” and pronounce it dawg, not dog
you know what a squeegee guy is.
police sirens don’t effect you anymore.
you show your middle finger at least five times a day.
the word off comes out sounding like awff… instead of Parking the car…..You pock the caw. (visitor submission)
you can drive your car in rush hour while applying make-up, shifting gears, talking on a cell phone, honking the horn, and flipping someone off all at the same time.
you really don’t get what a “Big New Yorker” or “Brooklyn-style” pizza is.
