A typical day in the life of a New York City local

I wake up to the sound of car horns blaring and construction workers shouting. I roll out of bed, feeling exhausted already. I’ve been living in New York City for six months now, and I’m still not used to the constant noise.

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A Typical Day in the life of an NYC Local

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I stumble into the kitchen, start a pot of coffee, sit down at the table and check my phone. I have four new messages, all from my friends back home in California. They’re asking how I’m doing, if I’m having fun, and if I’ve met any celebrities yet.

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I reply quickly, letting them know that I’m fine and that yes, living in New York is a lot of fun. But I don’t tell them about the celebrities. Because, honestly, I haven’t met any. Unless you count that one time when I saw Kanye West walking down the street. But does that really count?

I finish my coffee and get ready for my day. I have to be at work in an hour, so I need to get moving. I put on some clothes, brush my teeth, and head out the door.

The first thing I notice when I step outside is the heat. It’s already so humid and it’s only 9 am. I start to sweat immediately. I make my way down the street, dodging tourists and sidewalk salesmen. I swear, every day there are more and more tourists. They’re everywhere. But I guess that’s just part of living in New York City.

I finally make it to work and clock in. I’m a tour guide at one of the city’s many museums. And today is going to be a long day. We’re expecting a large group of school children later this afternoon.

I spend the next few hours leading groups of tourists around the museum, answering their questions, and trying to keep them from touching the exhibits. Some days I love my job, but today is not one of those days.

Finally, it’s five o’clock and I’m done for the day. I clock out and make my way back home. I’m starving, so I stop at the grocery store to pick up some food for dinner.

I cook a quick meal and then sit down to relax for the first time all day. I turn on the TV and mindlessly scroll through social media on my phone. I’m so tired, but I force myself to stay awake until at least 10 pm. Because that’s when the real fun begins in New York City.

The bars don’t close until 4 am here, so there’s always something to do. But tonight, I’m just too tired. So instead, I go to bed and hope that tomorrow is a better day.

Charlie Knifer volunteered to share a typical day from his life as a New York local while it’s still clear to him, that is, before he’s further absorbed into the milieu.

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