Just like in the movies, I witnessed an altercation between a lady walking her dogs and a guy from a third-floor window. I was sitting outside my apartment with my dogs Chomsky and Kiki at 11pm and this lady was walking her two dogs, one of which was barking at them. Thankfully, my dogs just silently stared at the barking dog. Then a guy from the window screamed at the lady “Shut your damn dog up” and she responded with a loud “Go f%^k yourself!” Then the yelling insued. He blabbed something about her not being a lady and she blabbed something about him being an jerk, etc. etc. It was sadly hilarious! The yelling freaked my dogs out and they ran to our front door so I didn’t have a chance to watch the finale. But all I could think was how quintessential New York.
I yell at people out my window all the time. I was yelling tonight at the tv about Battlestar Galactica, and some guy started laughing about it across the alley.
Sometimes people need to be yelled at.
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In Other News: Where’s my zodiac shirts lady?! Get on it!