Living in New York City for the past six months, I still think about Los Angeles from time to time; the place I lived for close to a year after college graduation. While I'm not an expert on the two biggest cities in America, I feel as I have some pretty keen insight on the Big Angel and The City Of Apples. Wait, did I screw up the nicknames? And why the hell did I use the word "keen?"
Are you a millennial looking to relocate to one of these cities after graduation? Grab a Coors Light and take some notes. Or just grab a beer and remember what I wrote.
Here are the three things I have noticed about New York and Los Angeles:
1) People in New York are nicer.
New Yorkers are often mistaken as being rude and not caring. The Los Angeles stereotype is that people are easy going and carefree. Yeah, while I suppose this is true for tourists, transplants, or new college students, it's not really the case.
People in New York are just direct.
While ordering a drink at Starbucks in Los Angeles: "Oh, hey. How are you? What would you like? Oh, are you sure? Cool. Do you have a rewards card? No? Would you like to sign up for one? Great. ..."
While ordering a drink at Starbucks in New York: "Yeah? That? Card please."
Generally, people in L.A. are open and seemingly accepting at first, while those in New York are cold and direct; but once you break through that barrier, they are upfront, funny, honest, and willing to help. After you attend a few happy hours or parties in each respective city, you will know what I'm talking about. Cali has the fluff and New York has the real stuff.
2) New York and Los Angeles are like 30 little cites.
An amazing thing about both cities is the diversity and access to countless unique areas; however, the downfall in Los Angeles is that you absolutely — with minor exceptions —need a car to get the full experience. Sure, most American cities have diversity depending upon the neighborhoods, but nowhere close to New York or Los Angeles.
Some of my favorite areas of Los Angeles are: Silver Lake, Santa Monica, Venice Beach, Newport, Los Feliz, Hollywood, West Hollywood, and Koreatown.
Some of my favorite areas of New York are: Williamsburg, East Village, West Village, Meatpacking, Chelsea, Green Point, Hells Kitchen, Lower East Side and the Upper West Side, just for the sole reason that between the hours of 8 a.m. and 5 p.m., you will only see African-Americans, Hispanics, and Asians pushing around white babies dressed like little J.Crew models. Oh, the American dream!
3) We don't care.
Although I've been in New York City for less than a year, I still consider myself a New Yorker at heart; well, it's not that far from the truth, as I was born and raised in Western New York, spent four years living in the city of Buffalo for college, and see myself in New York City for ... well, maybe forever. It all depends where my career and hook up buddies take me ... I mean, where my love life takes me. My modest upbringing and the overall demeanor I noticed of close to 23 years spent in Buffalo actually seems very similar here in New York City.
What you may hear from an actress in Los Angeles: "What do I do? Ah, well, I'm an actress! You couldn't tell? I have this really, really, really amazing audition coming up in two months, I can't wait to go to it. Here, would you like my card? You can become my fan on Facebook, if you want. But, I can't add you as a friend cause I'm sort of private."
What you may hear from an actress in New York: "What do I do? I act here and there. Nothing amazing."
That's all folks. If you see me swimming in Santa Monica, try not to stare too hard at my average looking body. If you see me asleep on a subway train in Manhattan around 4 a.m., please wake me up. If I wake up in Coney Island again, I'm going to be pissed. Uh, not that it's happened before.
This article originally appeared on the website Generation: (WH)Y?