Mentioning I live in NYC while camming, I often hear:
- Are you Jewish? (No.)
- Are you Italian? (No.)
- Are you Latina? (No.)
- You live in Williamsburg, right? (No. Boxed wine > PBR.)
- You have an accent! (No I don't, I wasn't raised here.)
- Pizza, amirite?! (No.)
- Bagels, amirite?! (Hell yes.)
- Pastrami, amirite?! (Sure.)
- Junior's cheesecake, amirite?! (No.)
- I bet you walk fast! (Yes, and if you don't: fuck off.)
- Wow, it's so expensive, how do you afford it? (Dildoing myself on the internet, bb.)
- I was xyz on 9/11; never forget! (Literally cannot forget because you won't STFU.)
- I hate sidewalks and skyscrapers. (Uh, go outside Manhattan, then?)
- New Yorkers are so mean. (No we're not, you're just sensitive. And probably stupid.)
- Why's everyone always in a rush? (We're not in a rush, you're just in the way.)
- Have you met any celebrities? (Have I invaded the personal space of someone because they're on TV? No.)
- I bet you get hit on all the time.
Yes, I get hit on all the time. When walking to the library. When going to the grocery store at 6am in sweatpants. When walking to the train. When holding hands with another guy. When I've sweat my makeup off and look like a pig in wig. By homeless guys. By drug dealers. By drunk frat bros smoking outside bars. By guys older than my father. By cashiers at Forever 21. By my GrubHub delivery dudes. By redditors who see the sunlight even less than I do. I get hit on. If you visit NYC, you'll get hit on too. Doesn't fucking matter what you look like. You could weigh 700 pounds and have a face that is 50% cold sores and 50% John Waters' character actors, and you'll still get hit on.