Monday, March 21, 2011
Friday, May 15, 2009
NYC Edition: Don't Ask for More Condiments--It's Rude
The savory smell of hot dogs can be found on nearly every street corner in New York City. But a man who has been selling the food for fifteen years has some problems with people in the city.
“Hot dog? What you like inside?” Alex asks with a defined Greek accent to a customer.
He stands on the corner of 33rd and Broadway with a camouflage hat covering his dark black hair tinged with slivers of gray, a brown unbuttoned bomber jacket over his white v-neck tee shirt. With a small cross on a black cord necklace a man stands to make a living. He does not like to be named, but he calls himself Alex Zero.
Alex has been working selling hot dogs, on the same street—for fifteen years. After coming from Brazil he started his job as just another person trying to make a living with a cart on a street corner.
But he has had some setbacks and he doesn’t like what the city is starting to become. “The city sucks,” he says adamantly. Since he arrived in the city he feels like the city has changed a lot. Alex speaks of how New Jersey was a great place with friendly people, but New York is not a place where he is fond of anymore.
Experiences have shaped his attitude toward the city. Alex talks about how black people have given him the most difficulties during his fifteen years of work. “I’m not discriminating but they just give me a hard time.”
A black woman who had just left his stand proved to be his most recent difficulty. He says that she kept asking him for more additions to her hot dog—he tells her “I will have to charge you,” but the woman replied with a haughty, “I don’t care.”
With his blue rubber glove still on his right hand, Alex dove into the problems he has with the rudeness of his customers. He says that the people are “sometimes very rude.”
The rushes of New Yorkers come to get a simple meal of a hot dog or shish kebab from his stand during the noon hour but rude customers present problems. Alex talks about how if he gets a rude customer he starts to loose business because they keep complaining about the portions of condiments. “I give them all the normal amount but they want more everything.”
Alex has a business to run but if people keep up their ever increasing “outside attitude” the man will soon be fed up completely.
Attitude is something that tells about how a person lives—and Alex has a great one. “You have to stay clean and nice with the people.” While interacting with customers he is cheerful, he gives big smiles, and he asks how people are doing.
With such a good attitude, even when people are becoming more rude by the week, the hot dog salesman by the name of Alex Zero give even more depth to a city that an infinite amount.
“Hot dog? What you like inside?” Alex asks with a defined Greek accent to a customer.
He stands on the corner of 33rd and Broadway with a camouflage hat covering his dark black hair tinged with slivers of gray, a brown unbuttoned bomber jacket over his white v-neck tee shirt. With a small cross on a black cord necklace a man stands to make a living. He does not like to be named, but he calls himself Alex Zero.
Alex has been working selling hot dogs, on the same street—for fifteen years. After coming from Brazil he started his job as just another person trying to make a living with a cart on a street corner.
But he has had some setbacks and he doesn’t like what the city is starting to become. “The city sucks,” he says adamantly. Since he arrived in the city he feels like the city has changed a lot. Alex speaks of how New Jersey was a great place with friendly people, but New York is not a place where he is fond of anymore.
Experiences have shaped his attitude toward the city. Alex talks about how black people have given him the most difficulties during his fifteen years of work. “I’m not discriminating but they just give me a hard time.”
A black woman who had just left his stand proved to be his most recent difficulty. He says that she kept asking him for more additions to her hot dog—he tells her “I will have to charge you,” but the woman replied with a haughty, “I don’t care.”
With his blue rubber glove still on his right hand, Alex dove into the problems he has with the rudeness of his customers. He says that the people are “sometimes very rude.”
The rushes of New Yorkers come to get a simple meal of a hot dog or shish kebab from his stand during the noon hour but rude customers present problems. Alex talks about how if he gets a rude customer he starts to loose business because they keep complaining about the portions of condiments. “I give them all the normal amount but they want more everything.”
Alex has a business to run but if people keep up their ever increasing “outside attitude” the man will soon be fed up completely.
Attitude is something that tells about how a person lives—and Alex has a great one. “You have to stay clean and nice with the people.” While interacting with customers he is cheerful, he gives big smiles, and he asks how people are doing.
With such a good attitude, even when people are becoming more rude by the week, the hot dog salesman by the name of Alex Zero give even more depth to a city that an infinite amount.
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