New Yorkeregret
the feeling of despair that floods your conscience after invariably being asked by a co-worker about a “totally amazing” article that you had skipped over in the new yorker a month ago–after a moment of hesitation–and will never, ever have another opportunity to read. ever.
kevin: hey, did you read that article by ken auletta in last month’s new yorker about the indian newspapers?
you: cr-p. no, i sort of got busy and, … (trailing off)
kevin: (wistfully) oh. my. g-d. it was seriously the best thing i’ve read in like, months. it was actually the best thing i’ve read in probably a year. five years even.
you: thanks for the hearty helping of new yorkeregret.
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