How (not) to get noticed in NYC

I just walked up 5th Avenue with a big grin on my face.
Oh yes I did.
And I was humming "Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas".
You know what the best part is? No one noticed. 
There is a reason this is notable: when I first moved to Kansas City I felt like I was from outer space. I felt different. I felt like anything I did was magnified a thousand times. Maybe that was because I moved there from New York. In New York if you stood on a table and danced naked most people would have seen something equally exciting the night before. It is hard to get noticed. Even if you are grinning and humming at the same time.
I was grinning because I had only recently recovered from a case of the giggles. 
This all happened because my boss asked me to buy something for him at Hollisters. It is the first time in my life I have lined up to enter a store. Luckily we were entertained, by 2 twenty somethings in skimpy swimsuits acting as greeters. (Now that I think about it they did get noticed). I finally entered the store and I swear to God every person there came up to me and said " Hey, what's up?".  I think I even asked myself once or twice. The first time I was too surprised to respond, and anyway assumed they were talking to someone younger and cooler. The tenth time I started to giggle. Pretty much uncontrollably giggle. In the midst of this dark store jam-packed with shoppers and surrounded by blaring music you had to shout over, with all walls covered in live video of surfers in California, all the cute young sales people were asking me "What's up?"
Most fun I have had today. Maybe the glass of wine that accompanied my $16 burger at lunch helped my sense of humor. Maybe the over the top Christmas decorations, window displays, Christmas music, and stores full of shoppers looking for a deal but buying anyway struck me as a bit over the top. But I giggled uncontrollably at Hollisters and grinned all the way up 5th Avenue.
I love New York.