Someone lied about Southern charm
A popular myth in the North is the one about Southern Charm. I'm not really sure who started this one or when, but I'm reporting it to the urban legend department because it just doesn't exist.
Three years and I've received a courtesy wave five times.
Three years and I've had someone apologize for bumping into me four times.
Three years and I've had a door held open for me three times.
Three years and I've had a man offer me his seat twice.
I'm short, and in three years I've had someone offer to reach something on a high shelf that I'm obviously trying to get to once. They've walked away when I asked for help eight times.
Three years and I've had someone offer to help me with something heavy once.
Three years and I've never been greeted with good morning/afternoon/evening unless I say it first.
Is it just too hot down here for manners?
posted by Kyra @ 11:54 PM
3 Comments:
i happened across your blog by hitting the "Next Blog" tab at the top. I am LOVING it. Thanks for posting!
thank you, Sami!
It appears that you, like I, must have failed geography Kyra. Your bio states that you are in Lousiana, that's nowhere near the south. I lived in Florida for 15 years before I figured out that the south stops at the bottom of Georgia and the further south you go from there the closer you get to New York, have you been to Miami?
There are gentlemen out there, you just have to look - maybe you're too rural. I make it a habit to hold the door, say hello, wave to strangers, smile at kids and help you when you're down; it doesn't have anything to do with Southern Charm, just karma.
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