What do you complain about the most?
As a New Yorker, I complain about a lot of things because there’s a lot to complain about. The homeless people that sleep across the entire seat on the subway during rush hour. Cashiers who act like I ruined their day just for asking a question. The racist white women who clutch their pearls at the sight of a Black person, especially when they just attended a Black Lives Matter protest the day before. The rich white people doing the most, even going as far as lobbying for illegal laws to keep “the peasants” (the general public) out of their neighborhoods. Illegal immigrants everywhere on the fast track to homelessness and poverty and the ineptitude of our local government to efficiently handle any of it. I could keep going on and on complaining about New York
