My First Trip To New Yawk City

Long years ago, I was young and innocent.

I had heard for years, how psychotic New Yorkers were. I vowed to never go there, because I can't stand harsh treatment.

One day, I had to go on a business trip, yes to NYC.

I was outside the hotel, and while looking for a cab, I smelled fresh bagels. Coming from the nearby bagel cart.

Yumm,

I said to myself,

but the guy selling the bagels looks like a total sleeze!

But I was hungry, so I asked him

How much?

Whadda ya want?

his reply.

Bagel and cream cheese, please, if not too much trouble, sir.

I was being as polite as I could, and I knew that he saw me as a rube, from out of town.

"Four dollar."

OK, I had cash, and I was hungry. So, I let him rip me off.

He fixed a nice fresh bagel, and loaded on the cream cheese. I think he threw in a lox too.

Then he looks at me and says

Beg.

OK, I knew that the psycho was about to cut me. He had that big ass knife too.

Oh shit.

What now?

OMG, I'm never going to get to the office either, and they will fire my ass for getting mugged on the street.

Then it got weirder.

I saw a cop watching me. Then I knew that I was in the shit.

And the cop walked up behind me.

And I addressed the bagel man, very politely

Sorry to be too much trouble, but did I not pay you enough?

And he replied, very patiently

Do ya vant it in der beg or do ya vant it in der hands?

So I said

A napkin would be fine.

And I got my bagel, and left.

And the cop said to the bagel man

Thank heavens I thought you would never get rid of dat schwartzer! I told you last week if you keep selling here, you get too many loonies from out of town!!