Wherever I go here — the post office, a job interview, a social outing — if I tell people I just moved here from Vermont people actually ask me "why?!" They live here, perhaps-probably not originally by choice, or originally by choice, but from a place that was "even worse" than here, so they don't understand why someone would come from country living to city living. I love it here, so I really have no idea what they're talking about in my heart, although intellectually I understand that I just traded a state that has more cows than people (just about 750,000 in the whooooole state) for a city that has more rats than people in it (10 million if you count all the people who would prefer not to be included in the census, thankyouverymuch).
And here, dear readers, is why I prefer to be in smelly, dirty, loud, crazy, crime riddled, drug infested, rat filled, perfectly wonderful to me New York City: I just learned on Facebook that my co-worker's teenage daughter is friends with a man 3 times her age who is friends with my ex-boyfriend from when I was 15. And, one of my other co-workers from my last job who now works with my ex-husband (and the president of the company tried to set her up with my ex [and incidentally originally set me and the ex up 11 years ago] but my ex had already started dating Spice Girlfriend) is friends with both the man my co-worker's daughter is friends with, who used to work at where my ex-husband works (and I used to work there with both of them too!) and my ex-boyfriend.
It's way too tiny there. And probably confusing for you. But very incestuous, anyway. It's a miracle any of us aren't so inbred that we end up looking like The Royal Family. (I can say that because I'm English-American. You cannot. 
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Bye-bye, cowpie!
Oh I SO understand that. Brad keeps saying how this is the biggest city in which he has ever lived. But I keep reminding him everyone will still know your business.
hahaha - I feel ya sister, I do.
On a semi-related note - whenever people bitch about the heat in Florida, I am fond of reminding them that THEY CAN MOVE!
Some of us live here because we LIKE the heat.
And because NYC is too expensive for kids at this exact moment in time. :-)
I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
But
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They call us the "melting pot". I think cess-pool is more apropo. Round and round she goes, who sleeps with whom, nobody knows!!
Turn, everyone might know my business but at least it will be a lot harder for all these 6 degrees of Poppy to happen.
Britt, NYC can be inexpensive if you hang out with a guy who pays for everything for you! Oh. Wait.
NAT, at least I wasn't talking about you.
Willie G, "cess pool" made me
amen. i love city living. although pittsburgh is such a small town that i am surprised that we even call it a city, it still beats all that incest you had going on.
it tickles me that you are so happy in new york with dawg. love reading these posts. you give me hope.
I can see liking New York. It would be fun to live there and, besides, it's the second best city on Earth, which is not so bad!
Hmmm… I wonder if you know my college roommate? She was from Vermont.
As much as I love the majesty of nature, I am a city girl at heart.
I had to read that part about the co-worker, ex, friends at least 4 times before I got it!
I'll think that you'll find that although NY is beyond huge with a gazillion people roaming the streets, people tend to stick to their neighborhoods so you'll see the same folks over and over again regardless of the size of NY.
RW still touting Chicago up there, eh? It's called Second City for a reason!
Glad you are enjoying city life!
NY is awesome, and I've always wanted to live there, too. I like being fairly anonymous - it suits me!
I don't miss the SIZE of the rats, though, that I saw in Boston. They were the size of cats!
Your ex is creepy.
i am glad you are having the time of your life
i live in a town of 3000
and arkansas
that it deserves it's incest jokes~~not that i would no anything about that
I know I am a freak but having never lived in a small town, I totally want to. In fact, whenever I watch Smallville (hardee har), I wish I lived there…well somewhere LIKE there without all of the other hoopla ;).
Gawd. I had to read that 4 times and I'm still not sure I followed it properly.
I think I'd like a good blend of city & country livin'. I don't, however, know how to achieve that. I mean, I wouldn't want to live in a town so small that everyone knew mah bidness but living in the heart of a busy city is too much hustlebustle for me, I think. I like nature & I don't like crowds, but I like being close to amenities like grocery stores & medical facilities.
I should start my own town!
Hola, I'm a firm believer that things happen for a reason when they're supposed to happen, and not a moment sooner. Just make sure to keep your eyes open for that moment.
RW, the only time I was ever in Chicago I liked it but didn't love it because I'd already been to New York City, and that's where my heart knew I should be. Just life circumstances kept me waiting 10 more years to get here.
Finn, it's entirely possible I know her. When we meet up later this week we'll discuss. Even if I don't know her I probably know someone she knows.
And I'm a city girl at heart too. I love city living. I like life to be crazy, apparently. 
Mattie, yes, the great melting pot is very clique-y. I, of course, defy all cliqueness, as if I'm back in high school, hehe.
BEE-bzzt, me too! I had no doubt I'd love living here, and I'm glad to have proven myself correct.
Sybil, Dawg says he's never seen the cat-sized rats, but the guinea pig-sized ones! Which ex is creepy? The ex-boyfriend? You bet your sweet ass he is. A true weirdo…
Charlene, trust me, some parts of Vermont deserve the incest jokes as well…
Hilly, I think it's a matter of "grass is always greener," but for me the grass really is greener in NYC. Just a lot less of it.
Sour, for you I will use pseudonyms to explain more clearly:
da Bomb's daughter Squirrelly Q is friends with Trombone Man who is friends with Vampire-Ex. Snake Girl is also friends with Trombone Man *and* Vampire-Ex. Snake Girl works with Hay-Ex, and additionally used to work FOR da Bomb (not part of the original post).
Please - live here long enough and the world will become small.
Am I seeing you and the Dawg the 1st weekend of October? Sparky and I are ready to party with Britt and Jared!
Robin, you totally need a nickname. You are DEFINITELY seeing us that weekend, barring unforeseen circumstances such as Cloverfield or Godzilla striking The Island.
but I AM English-American! and I have the tattoo to prove it
Tori, then YOU get a free pass. Is there a photo of your tattoo? Is it on your photo blog?!?!??!!?
I like melting pot less… I think big cities and the country too are more like a soup. You have plenty of broth.. but then chunks of stuff that stand out all over the bowl.
lol~~i just talked to 18 year old son of some former students of mine
he thinks i am really cool for a 50 year old and his friends called me a milf the other day and was shocked when i said i am not a mother, but thank's for the compliment
anyway, he has some tapes of some friends of mine who live in north arkasas, he has no ideal that i know the musicians, as in a biblical sense of know, ya know
and i am not telling him i know them, tmi for young minds
Maman, that is a very cool analogy… I dig it. (Oh, I know, my lingo is so 90s. Whatevs.)
Charlene, oops, old browser window open, forgot to respond to you too! Best to not let impressionable minds know about your first hand experience with Bible knowing…
Aaah, well, I'm from a tiny city which should offer all the same problems of familiarity, but I avoid them by never meeting anyone or doing anything plus forgetting names and faces right away. ("I know you ? Uh..")
Also, I get to make fun of the english royals, too, as they are - in larger part - german-descended. And I generally would, anyway, even if they weren't.
Creature, show me your Union Jack tattoo and you're in the club.
Flag tattoos are unwise. You never know when you need to defect to the highest bidder, after all.
Creature, you're in the European version of the witness protection program, aren't you.
More like the witness elimination list, actually. Thanks for asking !
So… INTERPOL?
I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill me. You after that.
OK, that beats any weird Facebook discoveries of my own thus far. Oh, except maybe the one where I found a guy I apparently went to college with who's using my cousin's photo as his profile pic. But that is a story for another time.
Maybe they're asking "Why did you just tell me that?" because well, it's New York.
You might as well be on the Klingon home planet, where the warmest greeting you can hope for is 'what do you want?"
(I keed, I keed!)
Creature, glad you're going first so I have a fighting chance.
Stef, um… is it because your cousin is pretty?
Wah, I only tell people when they specifically ask me. And I had to show ID at the post office, which showed I was from VT, and I had to explain that I just moved here so she'd give me my damn package through the bullet-proof glass.