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Apr. 1st, 2009 01:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nonethefewerApart from that...
Rose and I went dancing! We did English country dancing, which was ultimately a lot of fun. It started out mostly stressful for me, as I was in this big new place, I only knew Rose, and I was learning new shit on the fly in front of other people who were relying on me to get it right. Aiee aiee I die.
On the other, larger hand, everyone was lovely. Everyone reminded me that being new is a temporary state, making mistakes is fine, and gosh isn't dancing fun? I learned something from everyone I danced with. Apparently I am a natural at such things? I got compliments on my dancing ("This is your first time here? Really?"), so okay. It definitely is a fantastic representation of short-term memory being repeated into long-term - I couldn't tell you what the dances were when we were doing them, but they stayed in short-term long enough for me to do them, and by the end, I know what a "cast" is. I think.
Primary pleasedness: getting to spend a wonderful evening with my girl. I mentioned to her that I'm glad I like New York a bit more, because it's a place that she loves, and I was sad that I couldn't appreciate it. Turns out that the major thing in my way was me, of course. When I assume that I cannot end an outing, then of course the world seems hostile. When I know that I can say "I am tired and would like to go home" and it's okay to say that, suddenly the world is a bit nicer.
Self-care: not just for breakfast!
In related news, I never picked up the stereotype of New Yorkers being rude. I haven't noticed any rudeness that was especially New Yorkian in nature. I don't know why it exists.
Rose and I went dancing! We did English country dancing, which was ultimately a lot of fun. It started out mostly stressful for me, as I was in this big new place, I only knew Rose, and I was learning new shit on the fly in front of other people who were relying on me to get it right. Aiee aiee I die.
On the other, larger hand, everyone was lovely. Everyone reminded me that being new is a temporary state, making mistakes is fine, and gosh isn't dancing fun? I learned something from everyone I danced with. Apparently I am a natural at such things? I got compliments on my dancing ("This is your first time here? Really?"), so okay. It definitely is a fantastic representation of short-term memory being repeated into long-term - I couldn't tell you what the dances were when we were doing them, but they stayed in short-term long enough for me to do them, and by the end, I know what a "cast" is. I think.
Primary pleasedness: getting to spend a wonderful evening with my girl. I mentioned to her that I'm glad I like New York a bit more, because it's a place that she loves, and I was sad that I couldn't appreciate it. Turns out that the major thing in my way was me, of course. When I assume that I cannot end an outing, then of course the world seems hostile. When I know that I can say "I am tired and would like to go home" and it's okay to say that, suddenly the world is a bit nicer.
Self-care: not just for breakfast!
In related news, I never picked up the stereotype of New Yorkers being rude. I haven't noticed any rudeness that was especially New Yorkian in nature. I don't know why it exists.
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Date: 2009-04-01 01:47 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-01 02:26 pm (UTC)But living in an East Coast city, I suspect much of the stereotype is actually an observation of the pace of life in NYC in particular, which seems to me to be a step beyond what we experience here in Boston.
So for someone coming from a small town in say the Midwest, they're less likely to encounter city dwellers who'll take the time to exchange pleasantries or chitchat with strangers while doing business. I'd expect to get directions or the time from *someone* on the street in NYC, but I wouldn't expect them to go out of their way to conduct a stranger to their destination as you might find in a smaller city.