How do you know I meant it to be snarky? Regardless, for some reason I am reminded of a Seinfeld episode where George is on the Manhattan streets and a guy asks him to watch his suitcase, and does not come back for a long time. George is mistaken as a tourist by a woman who works the visitor center, and she tells George that NY will eat him alive. He then tries to impress her with how successful he is in NY, and ends up getting fired by the Yankees in a trade to Tyson chicken, and ends up having to strip off the tourists clothes in a bar, ending in only his boxers.
I love a good Seinfeld reference.....but actually, the difference in Costanza and I is that I actually am “the architect” (on this issue) he dreams about pretending to be.....