My greatest NYC moment so far

A lot of people ask me what has been the greatest moment I have experienced since moving to Manhattan. Well, actually no one has asked me that, but I want to tell the story anyways. A few months ago, when I quit my old job Meghan and I went out to celebrate my unemployment (and hers as well) on a Wednesday with some ice cold brewskies. Make that about 100 ice cold brewskies. We stumble out of the Spring St. Lounge and head for our normal activity after imbibing waaaayyyy to much alcohol......getting pizza (no not lesbian sex. shutup). We go to our normal spot on 6th Avenue where they point us to the VIP table next to the parmesan cheese and the fridge with 50 year old Snapple in it. After the pizza, we decided to walk home, but being as drunk as we were, we weren't exactly walking in a straight line. This was taking longer than expected.

That's when I spotted them. The most handsome public servants around. The NYPD? oh no. FDNY? not so much. I'm talking about the Sanitation workers of NYC. I ran up to one of the guys who was throwing garbage in the back of the truck. It is 5am at this point, mind you. Our conversation went something like this:

Megan: Can I ride on the back of your truck? (probably sounded more like "chtyan iiii rtide oun thye hbbbbacyylk fo ruoury ckrftruwwwck?")

Big black sanitation worker: No honey, I'll get fired for that.

Megan: So. I don't care. I'm an overprivelaged brat.

Small white sanitiation worker: You could ride up front with me (as he gives me creepy rapist stare)

Megan and Meghan: OK!!!!

Most people don't believe this story--that Meghan and I actually took a ride on an NYC sanitation truck at 5am for from 6th ave to 8th ave....but I documented this bizarre event. The proof is in the pictures below.

This guy liked me

This guy liked Meghan. (figures)

Meghan and I in the truck. Badass.

Riding in the truck.