About a month ago: I was sitting on what seemed to be the longest bus ride ever. I was going from 79th to 106th St which usually takes 15 minutes. That day it took 45. It was ridiculously crowded, traffic was bad and passengers were chanting 'Move the Bus' to the driver. I should have just gotten off the bus and walked--but since I had bags full of groceries, an umbrella in my hand and was crammed in the back corner-I opted to stay put. So, I'm sitting at a window seat where the window just happened to be cracked open about 4 inches. While the bus was stopped, this random guy walking along the sidewalk decided to shout out "Hey snowflake" to me. I looked around. Um, let's just say I was definitely the minority and was surprised someone had really just called me 'snowflake'. 

Tonight: I ran down to the grocery store to grab a few things. I was on my way back and there's this guy chilling on the sidewalk. At first he says "Hey girl, what's up?". I continued to walk. Then he shouts out "Hey snowflake, give me second?" 

Looks like my little NY friends have a new nickname for me.