Ever since I moved to New York City, I have prided myself on being ‘one of the nice ones.’
You know — the type of New Yorker who will gladly help out a tourist who needs directions or has a question…because it wasn’t that long ago that I was was of them.
But yesterday? Things took a turn. Because I was hanging out with a native New Yorker who has no such compulsion to play nice-nice.
Myself and Herbert — I’ve changed his name because I’m nicer than he is — were portraying press photographers outside the hotel, attempting to get pics of two heavyweight fighters as they entered the venue for a championship bout.
We were standing on the sidewalk for quite a while — one shot took most of the afternoon — so lots of tourists walking by asked us what we were filming.
My response? “The show’s called ‘Lights Out.’ It’s new on FX Network.”
Herbert’s response? “Lindsay Lohan’s rumored to be meeting her lawyers here. We’re trying to catch her coming out for ‘Inside Edition.’”
“Queen Elizabeth has made an unannounced visit to the United States. Rumor has it she’s inside.”
Evil. But pretty darn funny.
But the time we had finished, I had joined in the fun, telling every tourist who walked by a different story. I figured it wasn’t really lying; it was adding another layer to their vacation…and would make a great story when they got home.
That sounds like something a New Yorker would say.