Name: Charlie Herschel
Occupation: Attorney, Weil, Gotshal & Manges. Also, new contestant on Survivor: Gabon.
Age: 29
Neighborhood: West Village
Who’s your favorite New Yorker, living or dead, real or fictional?
Carrie Bradshaw.
What’s the best meal you’ve eaten in New York?
My dad cooks a killer brisket at his home where I grew up on 82nd and West End Avenue. Otherwise, I am huge fan of Jean Georges.
In one sentence, what do you actually do all day in your job?
When I am not scouring the Internet for reality-show applications, I review and revise various documents so that our clients can legally offer equity or debt to the public.
What’s the last thing you saw on Broadway?
All My Sons — Patrick Wilson is the hottest man alive, next to Jeff Probst. Everyone should rent Little Children.
Do you give money to panhandlers?
Never, but I donate to every charity that a friend asks me to support.
Would you still live here on a $35,000 salary?
No — that would make me a panhandler.
What’s your drink?
Jack and Diet Coke.
How often do you prepare your own meals?
I have never turned on my stove, but I still pay Con Ed $15 per month for the option to turn on my stove.
What’s your favorite medication?
I don’t do drugs.
What’s hanging above your sofa?
A noose (in case McCain wins the election), right next to an eight-by-ten-inch glossy of Jeff Probst.
How much is too much to spend on a haircut?
$50.
When’s bedtime?
11:30 p.m.
Which do you prefer, the old Times Square or the new Times Square?
Old Times Square — I don’t think you can get a fake NYU I.D. as easily as when I got mine at age 14.
What do you think of Donald Trump?
Not a fan — he was so ugly during the Rosie feud.
What do you hate most about living in New York?
Waiting for the subway in a virtual sauna in the summer.
Who is your mortal enemy?
Time Warner Cable.
When’s the last time you drove a car?
Years ago — I failed my road test three times and should never be behind the wheel.
Who should be the next president?
Jeff Probst. Or Obama.
Times, Post, or Daily News?
Against my father’s wishes, the Post.
Where do you go to be alone?
I go running in Central Park.
What makes someone a New Yorker?
If they embrace seeing bad theater because they are aware that crap must be seen in order to discover the good stuff.
