I watched a bit of Netflix this past weekend, and happened upon the first episode of Tina Fey's new Netflix series, The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, starring Ellie Kemper. I couldn't help but empathize with her character just a tiny bit. The premise is that she had been living in an underground cult for fifteen years. During one of the very first scenes she is rescued and decides to stay in New York City, where she experiences everything with wide-eyed enthusiasm for the very first time. Her character navigates NYC in a way that somewhat reminded me of Will Ferrell's character in Elf. I've only watched the first episode thus far, but there were so many lines that had me laughing so hard. Like this one:
I also used to watch Frasier... I thought those Crane men were royalty.
Of course I haven't been living in an underground bomb shelter for the past fifteen years, but when I tell some of the born-and-raised East Coasters that I'm from Missouri/Nebraska, they look as at me as though I might as well have been.
I'm not adding to my case much, but there are certain aspects of my new life in the DC area that give me great job. Maybe you noticed in my about page that I wrote, "Public transportation excites me." It seriously does.
As a child, we took vacations primarily to Colorado to ski (which I'm awful at..whole different story there). My first time in New York City (ever) was this past Valentine's Day weekend, so my "big city" experiences have been slight, at best. Over the past several years, while driving 1-1.5 hours to work (one-way) from Nebraska to Iowa I would day dream of commuting alternatives, like cars that drive themselves, or Jetson-style flying cars... or you know...subways. So when I moved to the DC area I was adamant that we had to live near a metro stop. B didn't understand my obsession with this magical mode of transportation, nor did others, I would soon learn.
In the scene below she is literally squealing, "weeeee!!!!" ... Which is the exact face/sound combination I made when I first road the DC metro. At work soon after, I had erroneously said something to the effect of, "I just love riding the metro, I feel so fancy!" ("fancy" was a definite embarrassing choice of words) to a new(ish) co-worker. I received a look similar to the look that the gentleman with the headphones is giving Kimmy as my co-worker sarcastically retorted, "Ya, I just want to burn the fancy right off of my clothes after I ride the metro." and then pantomimed being covered in filth. #TotalNewb.
Slightly endearing?..possibly. Embarrassing?... Ya, probably more likely. I no longer squeal with joy on the metro, but just know that although I'm keeping a hip apathetic city gal exterior. I'm squealing with joy on the inside.
I hope your weekend plans are just as thrilling.
Have you watched The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt? Thoughts?
Any embarrassing new-to-the-city stories? Air them here ;)