You might be a gentrifier if...
- You spend a lot of time at the the food co-op.
- You feel as if your child is highly gifted even if she's average or just plain dumb.
- You feel that NPR is a pillar of objective journalism.
- Your parents helped you with your down payment for your brownstone in Park Slope.
- You lived in Williamsburg at some point after college.
- You recycle.
- You are vehemently against anything corporate but still go to Starbucks if it's convenient.
- You carry around a New York Times and quote articles verbatim.
- You call yourself an artist.
- You spend more money at the farmer's market on Sunday than your cleaning lady makes in a week.
- You refuse to eat at McDonald's or any other fast food establishment.
- You spend your weekends visiting art galleries.
- You have a car, but only because you "need it for the kids" or to "transport your art around in."
- Said car is a Prius, a Volvo, a Saab, a VW or a Mini.
- You have claimed to be "bohemian" at one point in your life.
- You wish you could pursue a career that is creative.
- You respect the hell out of minorities but get irritated when they make a lot of noise past 9 p.m.
- You attended a small liberal arts college.
- You've been to that new wine bar down the street and you liked it, but wish they had a better selection of Syrah.
- You feel as though the lottery is a regressive tax on the poor.
- You donate to various charities as long as they are secular.
- You love the fact that the neighborhood you currently live in used to be a haven for drugs and prostitution.
- You found your apartment on Craigslist.
- You go abroad at least once a year.
- You have at least a few homosexual friends.
- You listen to indie rock.
- Your girlfriend has tattoos that she covers up when she visits your parents in Connecticut.
- You take your dog to the local bar, which is dog-friendly.
- You eat out at the trendiest restaurants and find flaws with all of them.
- You dedicate at least 45 minutes a day to reading blogs.
- You like to tell people that you don't own a television.
- You know a lot about the situation in Darfur because of what you read in the Times last week.
- You breastfeed in public and encourage others to do so too.
- You spend rainy Sunday afternoons reading at the Tea Lounge.
- Your friend is in a band that plays in Williamsburg.
- You named your baby Miles.
- You purchase soy milk.
- You've been to a loft party in Bushwick - you took the L there but a car service home.
- You got rid of all your CDs when you got an iPod.
- You spent the night in jail for something silly and then blogged about it.*
More to come later I'm sure.
*I did this, along with a lot of other things mentioned above because, well, I'm a gentrifier.
1 comment:
Miles is a dog, not a baby. I took him to the bar down the street once but he howled too much and it was awkward. Ames.
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