I am very glad I lived in New York City when I was in my early 20s. I was still absorbent and flexible.
It was a formative experience. I lived there for five years and really liked it. If you’re impatient, you’ll love New York.
I experienced the city from a surprisingly numerous points of view in the time I was there. I went from bottom of the rung immigrant (albeit white, educated, legal and English-speaking) to a minor peak in the foothills creative advertising world in two years. It felt like twenty years. New York takes it out of you.
I remember showing my green card with my pic to the HR girl when I finally got my dream ad agency job. My green card had been issued two years previously.
She took one look at it, and then at me, and in a tone right from the lips of Samantha from Sex And The City, said “Boy, Noo Yawk really did a number on you kid!”
New York had done a number on me. It took me two years to get what I wanted.
Back then that was an eternity!