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confuzzed wrote:

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JR - You will find that most southerners are polite. Sometimes, the further down south you go, the more polite they become.

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I don't mean to offend anyone that lives in OK, but I have to disagree with this.  I spent 3 weeks down in Oklahoma, just west of OK City, and everywhere I went people weren't very nice to me.  As soon as I spoke, they knew I was from "the north" as they called it, and they became very rude to me.  Over and over I was called "yankee girl" and a few people told me to go back home where I belong. 

 

 

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Well, I am a yankee, and will be experiencing Hansonland for the first time next week.  I'll let y'all know how it goes for me!

 

darleneapd wrote:

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How hard can it be to pick 5 random numbers and the powerball to win MILLIONS!!!! ??

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Apparently very hard. Someone in OK won, again. All I got was one lousy powerball number. $10 invested, $3 won. Blah.

ghostdancer wrote:

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confuzzed wrote:

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JR - You will find that most southerners are polite. Sometimes, the further down south you go, the more polite they become.

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I don't mean to offend anyone that lives in OK, but I have to disagree with this.  I spent 3 weeks down in Oklahoma, just west of OK City, and everywhere I went people weren't very nice to me.  As soon as I spoke, they knew I was from "the north" as they called it, and they became very rude to me.  Over and over I was called "yankee girl" and a few people told me to go back home where I belong. 

 

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no offense taken from me... but i'm a transplant. and yes, many oklahoma rednecks are very rude to people from "up north". when i first moved to OK, i had a really hard time getting a job because of my maiden name (i wasn't married at the time) being of Spanish ethnicity. People would assume that I was Mexican and not Spanish. I would correct them and they would (still) say "same difference"...

how hard can it be to undersantd that Mexico is located in North America and that Spain is a European country?

Well, mostly I notice the service people here are nicer.

I don't think the folks you bump into just being out and about are any nicer. It's just like Wisconsin. The younger ones are mostly dufuses, blaring their car stereos, littering, spitting in public, swearing, etc. The older ones (50 and older) are friendly and polite.

It's funny, I SOOOOOOOOO FIT IN with the senior citizens. I'd rather be surrounded by people 50 and older ANY DAY.

Young people annoy the hell out of me a lot of the time.

I was so excited because the other day the apartment had finally been rented and one morning a guy, probably in his mid 50's was taking some trash out. I said hi and we chatted a bit. I was really happy to have an older, nice neighbor instead of the boneheads I have now.

Later I met his wife when I took the dog out, and she explained they were only there for a few days helping their young son and daughter in law move in

I got screwed again

MzHartz wrote:

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Er um, I wouldn't consider 50 years old to be senior citizen...

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Lady Strange wrote:

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ghostdancer wrote:

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Lady Strange wrote:

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Well, I am a yankee, and will be experiencing Hansonland for the first time next week. I'll let y'all know how it goes for me!

 

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Maybe they won't be like this with you LS since you're going the tourist route. I was down there with my husband, visiting his dad who happened to live in a smaller town.  I tried to chalk it up to small town community and small town people not liking outsiders to begin with, but I sure got the distinct impression that I was not welcome there. 

 

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This whole conversation reminds me of Skeeter.  "We don't take kindly to strangers in these here parts."  

 

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pardon me, while i butt in...

yes, again... the smaller towns do seem to have that attitude. not very tollerant of "strangers"... i lived in a really small town -- only about 2,000 people (and just as many churches), for six years. it took me at least three years to finally feel accepted especially by the "old folks"...

As a whole, I'd have to agree with you JR.  Older people grew up with a completely different set of values, manners, and extending courtesy to others.  But there are some cantankerous old people out there too. 

Jeremy Riggs wrote:

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lol. You're right Ghost. They mostly make me laugh though I had an old neighbor that pretty much thought everything sucked and she loved to tell me why. I'm quite certain when I walked away she sat there telling herself how much I sucked.

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You mean like this lady? 

 

Yeah, old people can be funny.  Back when I was 18 and first moved out of my parents' home, I was renting a mobile home in a mobile home park.  The manager asked me if I wanted to be in the back with younger people or up front with the older people.  I figured the older people would watch out for me more, so I took that area.  I got to know my neighbors, all of them were 65 or older, and through conversations I gave them my phone number and told them if they needed me for anything to call me.

Well, one day I got home from work and was making dinner for myself.  Lo and behold, the little old lady that lived next door called and said, "Do you know how many times you've opened your refrigerator in the last 15 minutes?"  I said, "No, why, do you??"  After that, I started keeping all the curtains and drapes closed on that side of my house. 

Almost as bad as if she'd called and said "Do you realize how close the milk is to it's expiration date?"

I'll tell you this much, she had no need for cable.

I hope she was taking her Geritol so she could keep up with me. 

ghostdancer wrote:

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I've started telling them "your welcome" just to see the look on their face.  They're usually completely dumbstruck by it. 

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I do this too! With a huge smile. Like This

Looks like this thread has turned in to talking about old people so I'll add mine.

When we bought our first house, I was mowing the grass for the first time and the retired neighbor across the street came marching over. We had not met or talked yet before this:

Him: Hey, you're mowing your grass to short!

Me: I am?

Him: Yes. I was a grounds keeper in the military. I used to take care of acres of grass. You should be mowing that grass at 2 inches.

Me: Oh. Well, this looks like about 2 inches to me.

Him: You can't tell by that, you have to put your mower on the sidewalk and measure it.

Me: (I rolled the mower up on the side walk and looked at the height) Well, I don't have the professional mowing training that you do, but I am a cabinet maker and I think I'm a pretty good judge of measurements and it looks like its very close to 2 inches to me.

Him: You still have to measure it to be sure (he turned and walked back across the street).

I started the mower back up and continued mowing at its current height (which was very close to 2 inches because I know how much 2 inches is).