The New World?

My first day out of my Brooklyn apartment and I feel desperately sad and confused. It was not how I expected it to be at all.
The place was kind of dirty. The living room light isn't working. The walls are in desperate need of painting. All of this is going to be done during the week. Great. I don't have keys to the place either seeing as we got the keys on a Sunday. I'm going to stay at a friend's tonight because no one else is staying there tonight and I don't have a bed to sleep on.
What's nice about the place is that the neighborhood is amazing. There's a 24 hour grocery store that has a gigantic selection of foods at a very low price. And that's not the only one, there are 5 or 6 options that we walked by. I had to resist myself knowing that all of my cooking supplies are currently in Connecticut.

So, Marlen and I decided to go to a cafe in the lower east side and just sit for a bit. It was nice, the place was nice. I enjoyed my hot chocolate. Marlen decided that the barista was sweet and that I should date him. Already playing matchmaker...

Then I went to take the L-train. It runs in a demented way on weekends because of construction so that there is one shuttle that goes between Bedford, 1st and Union Sq. The problem with it is that if you get on at 1st, you have no idea what direction it's going in. I decided to sit while I waited and tried to figure out which direction was which. A couple of guys next to me turned in my direction and asked what direction was which. The girl on the far side of me said, "O, this only goes to Brooklyn." To which I replied, "Well, it actually runs to Union Square." And the girl all of a sudden gets all offended and goes, "Well, thanks Miss Know-it-all, Miss Snooty-Mc-Snoot-Snoot." So I clarified that I was just trying to figure out my directions, so the girl turns to the lady on the other side who points us in the right direction. She then turns back to me and says, "O, well now that's solved. Sorry I snapped at you." I just grimaced and shrugged and looked away. It's uncomfortable after all. And she then said, "Wow, way to take an apology. That's really big of you." Yah...wow...I wish I was better at comebacks.