I really have no words to describe what a soulless place I find Battery Park City to be.
Piggy, repulsive parents who cross the street to approach me to tell me that the mere fact of me having a dog is hazardous to their child? A building that prohibits deliveries of food after 10pm and has a list of rules and regulations so long that the dorm rules at the Christian colleges that my friends once attended look lenient in comparison?
Sterile, thoughtless design. Ticky-tacky buildings that seek to replicate the suburban upbringings of the yuppies spawning relentlessly; semi-professionals bumbling and confused now that they have lost their high paying jobs and cannot afford their credit-card leveraged life-styles and BMW SUVs parked in the $600/month lot downstairs, while they maneuver their $900 strollers over people's feet and prattle endlessly about their summer beach rentals and how they don't care that they can't afford things.
This place is a hellhole with Hudson River views.
Keep your opinions about the
mere fact of my having dogs to yourself. The fact that you felt the need to cross the street and tell me that I am a bad person for having dogs, in front of your 8 year old child, makes you a bad parent. A bad example
for your child. That I did not say anything horrible to you in response makes you...lucky.
Living in a building with rules, where the doorman and the management office are constantly ringing me up, telling me that I am breaking rules, like I am some kind of college student being called to standards council; some kind of high school girl being yanked into the dean's office for a skirt too short or for skipping class? Disgusting. Because I order food late or because I have guests? Because I pay a fortune in rent and I expect my food to be delivered to my door instead of me having to leave my apartment at midnight to retrieve it at the front desk?
I'm over it. I'm over the People's Republic of Battery Park City.
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Wow, just wow. So now that smokers are verboten everywhere, people with dogs are the new pariahs?
The other side of the river is the answer....
This might be a good opportunity. It might force you to create your own oasis among the ruins.