BREAKING: NYC millionaires who bought Florida homes to claim residency there and avoid NY income taxes are pissed because, after insisting their NYC homes were their primary residences to evade Mamdani's new 2nd home tax, they admitted they've been evading their NY income taxes.
Me:
Relieved to wind down after a super long day now that the kids just fell asleep.
Wife:
Wants to discuss booking flights for the holidays, asks if she can toss 3 unopened envelopes sitting on the counter, and wants to go over how we’re going to handle morning drop off when school starts next month.
You could move to NJ.
Buy this beautiful 3-bedroom house for only $1,750,000 in a quiet little town.
Marry a girl who grew up there, have four kids, ride the Seastreak to NYC every day, and pick a job from JP Morgan, Goldman Sachs, or Centerview Partners.
Have neighbors who know you by name and have their chef bring over white truffles or Almas caviar you have a baby.
Go to one of the 9 churches in your area of any denomination you favor.
Meet friends for dinner at Red Horse Steakhouse.
Wave at strangers passing on yachts as they motor down the Navesink River .
Go to Donovan’s Reef and get black out drunk on a Friday night in the summer.
Have a neighbors landscaper plow your paver stone driveway before you even get outside.
Let your kids ride bikes around town.
Your neighbors know your name.
Enjoy a nonexistent crime rate since criminal types can’t afford to live there and there isn’t public transportation to bring them in.
Pay a mortgage that costs less than most people’s rent in Tribeca or SoHo.
Then 50 years later, you sit on the same front porch with your wife and realize you built a pretty beautiful life.
But you won’t.
@fuelgrannie We need a million new units, yesterday. The total number of warehoused rich guy 57th street units is maybe, maybe 10,000. Maybe. Oranges and bowling balls.
@CoryZelnik Honestly Cory, I find way more clarity in emails. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gotten off a conference call and a colleague tells me they’re happy that outcome A happened, when I heard outcome Z. The written word is better.
I wanna dick someone down in front of a mirror, pull their head up so they can see themselves in the mirror and how much of a mess they've been left in while I use them