Making fun of tourists in New York City is like shooting fish in a barrel. Hardly a challenge. But yesterday, while taking the subway, I saw a group of three girls, plus a mom, all of whom were clearly Not From Here.

One of the girls (all of whom, btw, had bangs, long hair they kept touching–hands off, you’re driving me crazy–and muffin tops) was wearing a t-shirt that read:

Country + Rap = Crap

First of all, only people who have no freaking idea what “rap” is call it rap. It’s hip-hop. Second, why are you wearing such an ‘F-You’ t-shirt here when you’re clearly outmatched in terms of cool? You’re a GUEST in this town, and GUESTS shouldn’t be so rude.

And then the mom asked me for directions, probably because I look approachable and friendly and stuff. And I felt really bad for being mean inside my head about the girl’s t-shirt. For a minute.

Megan

*Prince, “Housequake.” For Kwana.

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