Originally being from California, my brother loves to poke fun at me for living in New York. Any comment that I say, any song I sing, or words I use always have the same response; "It's cause you're from New York. You New Yorker!" I honestly don't get it but, I think his number one goal in life is to make me mad. To many it may not seem like a big deal but believe it gets annoying.
We were listening to spanish music in the truck on our way home and this jerk turns around and says, "Oh sorry Caren, I forgot you don't listen to this or understand it hu? Your from New York now and you probably forgot what it's like to be a true Mexican so your probably like "What the F*** is this?" Sorry I'll change it." Not going to lie my blood boiled to the point where I couldn't stay quiet and I blew up in his face. He knows I am more Mexican than he will ever be so, I called him out on being jealous which I won't put everything else on blast like he does to me. After he felt stupid he goes, "Oh, Oh, well from the bottom of my heart you going to NY it's cool, but not for me." Yeah and that's because he wouldn't know how to live out on his own.
He's a pain in the ass but I love my brother sometimes I just don't get him.
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