“My status is only going to rise now that the world’s supply of 718 is officially kaput. From now on, most folks requesting phone service in the boroughs other than Manhattan will either get the dreaded 347, or, come April, a brand new area code: 929. Soon, 718 will take on all the status of 212, only with a street-cred edge that says, ‘I raised my own organic chickens on a rooftop garden sponsored by the Crips.’”
I got a new cell phone or whatever and it starts with 347. I guess I should just kill myself, now.