I Hate Seattle

I just got back from a two day trip to meet me brother up in Seattle and man that place just sucks. If it's any indication of how passionately I feel after a mere 48 hour visit, this is the first thing I Googled when I got home. I spent a long time reading people's comments so I'll try not to cover all of the same ground. Here's is a brief list of reasons why that place Does suck (more than rain and Blackberries).
1) The cost- $40 dollars down on a cab ride to my hotel, which is twice as much as I've ever paid for a cab ride in NYC. I quickly understood why there were more Subways than I've ever seen in my life. If you're a normal person living there, you'll probably never be able to afford to eat anything that costs more than $5 footlong.
2) Given my cab experience, I thought it would be best to go with the bus system. This is a major city, right? No one knew anything about the bus system other than the very helpful, though slightly overbearing homeless people at the bus stop. We asked the desk person at the hotel for a bus schedule. She didn't have one. We asked her for directions to the bus stop (which was about three blocks away, we discovered on our own). She put someone on hold, kept the phone pressed to her ear, mumbled something and pointed, and I think the last thing I heard her say was, "just follow the people". When I stepped outside the hotel I realized there were people going in all directions, and she wasn't too specific as to which ones in particular we should follow. We stumbled upon the bus stop on our own to discover that the # bus we asked her about didn't even leave from this station. So we asked the cop standing around where it left from. Nothing. When a bus pulled up, we asked the driver where this # left from. Nothing. Three people in a row who's only real job should be being informed and helpful. Not so much. THIS IS THE BUS THAT GOES THE BASEBALL STADIUM. The question couldn't have been any easier. We continued to wander and made it to a street of bus stations where without even asking a homeless man came up to us and volunteered all of the information about the entire city bus system. Clean that guy up and give him a job!, he's the nicest person we met on our trip. So all you Prius driving phonies who act like you give a shit about in the environment, keep in mind that the homeless people of your city are doing more to save the environment than you are. Meanwhile your car has a battery that will remain on this earth a billion years after you're gone and you get slightly better gas mileage than I do out of my 88' Civic.
Oh, and I almost forgot, the bus finally arrived late. Not a few minutes like 30-45, really late, like pushing Costa Rica late. I can't imagine having to rely on the system to get to work on time. It's totally dysfunctional.
4) Feast or famine- While I am not unrealistic and realize that we are a country of have and have nots, I don't know if it's ever been so obvious as on this trip to Seattle. There appears to be two types of neighborhoods- "I'll never be able to afford this one for as long as I live" and the other neighborhood which is more like "I hope someone doesn't show me their penis on the way home from work tonight".
5) That stupid ass Space Needle- I'm not going to lie, I paid the tourist trap and went to the top and the view up there is RELLY cool. It would be a great place to live if you were George Jetson. The problem is, the view OF the space needle from anywhere else in the city is an eyesore and I can't really explain why, but just a little bit embarrassing.
6) Well, the restaurants are really expensive, but at least the food isn't that good and the service sucks.

I will leave it at that, just keep in mind that this is what I gathered in only 48 hours. I'd imagine if you gave me two weeks I could write a novel. Before I got on the plane, my brother said if we ever went there again, we'd stay at a different hotel and have a better idea what we are doing. But I never want to go back to a city where I am treated like a nuisance for asking a question to someone who is paid to help me. And that stupid space needle.....