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New York is, by and large, a city full of crybabies. The sheer amount of people heaving and sighing their way through Manhattan every day grants the city a kind of anonymity that makes it seem like, totally appropriate to sob on a street corner for little to no reason at all.
New Yorkers cry in different settings for different reasons: on the subway because their landlord is kind of being a jerk, in Duane Reade because the pharmacy messed up their prescription order again, or, if you’re me, on the corner of Broadway and 50th St. because it’s cold and the tourists fresh out of Broadway shows keep taking all the cabs (note: this is not actually a good place to cry).
Now, some genius has decided to gather a list of the best and worst places to cry in a Tumblr called NYC Crying Guide. Good places to cry, according to the guide? The Build-a-Bear Workshop on 5th Ave. (“If you want to be treated like a real person despite your overflowing tears – go here immediately!!”); Bank of America on 5th and 48th (“A very average, basic, no-frills, in and out place to cry”); and the 7 train (“It’s a criers dream!!!!!! I cry on this subway at least once a day).”
Meanwhile, you might want to avoid the AT&T store near Bryant Park when you’re feeling overwhelmed and on the brink of another teary outburst (“Let’s just say, AT&T, I will NOT be returning to your store to cry”).
What are your favorite places to cry in NYC, besides alone, in front of your computer, reading this post right now?