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Think New Yorkers Are Rude? You Are So Wrong

Full disclosure: Although I’ve lived in Florida for almost 1/3 of my life, I am a native New Yorker. Or, if you will, “native New Yawka.” My parents and I lived in Brooklyn until I was just shy 10 (Canarsie, represent!), and then we spent a significant number of years in “Stat Nylin” (a.k.a. Staten Island).  I decided at some point that I hated living in NY, and moved to Florida (now I’m not so thrilled about living in Floriduh and love to visit New York. Go figure. Or “figya”).

In early 2023, Ambition NYC listed several traits of New Yorkers:

Other publications have used other descriptors, of course, but one that tends to come up a lot is “rude.” As in, “New Yorkers are rude.” In fact, when Business Insider and SurveyMonkey teamed up to conduct a survey of more than 2,000 American adults a few years ago, asking them to choose the five rudest cities in the U.S. from a list of the 50 biggest cities, guess which city won? Yep, New York City (here’s the other winners. Well, losers).

Now, I get it. Ambition NYC’s list of traits is pretty spot on, and some of our traits can be seen as more of a negative than a positive, depending on your values and where/how you were raised:

So, ARE New Yorkers rude?

Nope.

Now, I’ll tell ya. Since I haven’t lived in NY in several years now (we still visit 2-4 times a year to see Broadway shows and stuff, but we haven’t lived there since the very early 2000s), and I am not the same person I was when I initially moved to Florida, I always try to figure out if New Yorkers actually WERE rude, but because I lived there, I didn’t notice it.

They’re not.

Travel friends, I heard “Please” and “thank you” quite a bit. If someone bumped into you, they said “Sorry.” When we were on the bus or subway, people offered me a seat if it was crowded (if you’re new to our blog, I’m 4’6″ tall, with silver hair, but “good skin.” NO ONE can tell how old I am. I don’t personally think I’m old enough to be offered a seat on the subway; that puts me into the “little old lady” category. Yes, I’m little. But I’m no old lady LOL!).

But here’s how I know they’re not rude.

Joe and I had taken the subway after we got off the free bus from LaGuardia Airport. It was an accessible subway station, so they had elevators to bring you to the different levels. Unfortunately, one elevator was as slow as molasses. We were going “down” though, so I suggested we take the stairs.

Typically, we both carry our own luggage – a backpack, one carry-on and one regular-sized suitcase. But because my asthma has been giving me more problems and my appointment with my new pulmonologist isn’t until late January, we have a new system where he handles the 2 big bags, and I take care of the 2 carry-ons. My sense of stubborn independence hates it, but for now, “it is what it is,” it’s better than quickly losing my breath and gasping for air.

Joe had no problem holding the 2 big bags and going down the 15 or so steps. I could hold the 2 carry-on bags easily enough, but I was concerned about keeping my balance while holding them and going down the stairs. So I took the steps one at a time and leaned on the handrail for balance.

a stairs in a subway stationWhen I was about 1/3 of the way down, all of a sudden, some guy with a thick NY accent said, “Heeyah, let me help ya” (“Here, let me help you”). A second or two later, another guy says, “I got that for ya, ma’am.” And they each took one of my bags and brought them to the bottom of the staircase.

Of course, I thanked them both profusely, and they went on their separate way.

When I went to Japan for the first time in the mid-1990s, I was with a friend of mine, and we got lost a whole lot (it’s not like it is nowadays. There was no internet, there was little English in Japan back then, we couldn’t read Japanese, etc. There was a lot going against us). Some people saw our “deer in the headlights” look and simply went out of their way to ensure we were going in the right direction, got off at the right train stop, etc.

These New Yorkers reminded me of those kindhearted people in Japan. SO, not rude. SUCH the opposite.

So, are New Yorkers bold, fast-paced, direct and opinionated? Absolutely. But that doesn’t mean we’re rude, far from it. Two native New Yorkers just reminded me of that.

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