No, we're not from Manhattan. No, we're not from Long Island. And NO, we are most definitely not from upstate.
Here are a few things all of us Westchester, New Yorkers can relate to.
1. The city becomes nothing special to you.
People are so amazed by the fact that you live so close to the city. In all honesty, you only go to the city a few times a year, despite the fact that it's only a 30-minute Metro-North ride away.
2. When you refer to "the city," you mean Manhattan.
Once you leave New York, you realize that when you say "the city," people don't know what you're referring to. There is and always will be only one city, and that is "the city that never sleeps."
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3. Your late night drunchie (drunk-munchie for those of you who aren't up to date) was always here.
If you don't order the hashtag when you're there, you need to get your life together.
4. You feel bad for people who prefer bagels from Dunkin' Donuts, pizza from Domino's, and sandwiches from Subway.
Ew. The thought of people enjoying those foods makes you cringe. It's like saying that Italian food from Olive Garden is good.
5. You feel even worst for people who don't even know that penne vodka pizza exists.
Your mouth is also currently watering at this picture so you should probably just hop in your car and drive to one of the 12 pizzerias within the five-mile radius of your house.
6. You had your birthday party at least once (if not every year) at one of these two places.
7. You spent your Friday and Saturday nights hanging out at City Center in middle school.
...but you obviously didn't tell your parents that, because they wouldn't let you go in fear of you being shot, kidnapped, etc.
8. Your parents hate when you go shopping here.
Refer to #7. They feared you would be shot, kidnapped, etc.
9. So they give you money to spend here.
Lululemon, Nordstrom, Lilly Pulitzer, Michael Kors: all of the stores that make you feel at home.
10. You went to a small high school.
Yet, the high school for the town next to you was basically within walking distance, but you acted like your schools were rivals, despite the fact that you probably were best friends with them.
11. Sweet 16's were equal to weddings.
If your parents didn't spend over $15K on it, did it even happen?
12. Your pregames always occurred on Metro North.
You also learned that you can drink way more than you thought you could on a 30-minute train ride. These pregames usually end in ratchet nights at ratchet karaoke bars. Oh, good ol' NYC.
13. White Plains is nothing special to you.
The Trump Tower and Ritz Carlton high rises don't blow you away, but when you bring out-of-towners into White Plains, they ask if they're in the city. No, sweetie.
14. You are repulsed when people ask if you are from Long Island.
Just don't ever ask this. It's worse than asking if we're from upstate.
15. Your field trips were always to the Big Apple.
Whether it was going to a museum, a Broadway show, the Bronx Zoo, or some other B.S. excuse your school made to bring you into NYC.
16. It's not called a grinder, sub, hoagie, or hero....it's called a wedge.
17. The only nice place you can catch a gorgeous sunset is over the Hudson River.
18. News 12 was your go-to when looking to see if school was canceled.
Joe Rao was your man. Nothing better than checking his forecast every 10 minutes to see if school was going to get canceled.
19. You know at least one kid from your town who is trying to become a rapper or DJ.
20. When people ask you where you're from, you say Westchester, New York, hoping that's broad enough.
If they don't know where that is, they're irrelevant, and you proceed to say that you live right above the city.
21. Your whole grade claimed that they were going to transfer to a Catholic school after 8th grade.
About 5 percent of your whole grade followed through with that plan, and most of them came back after a year.
22. Westchester, New York is, and always will be, your home.
You dream of raising your kids there and hope that you will be wealthy enough to live that life you dream of. Nothing better than a mansion in Scarsdale, a black Range Rover, and a rich husband.
