I lived in Atlanta from 99-2004. Its more like a parking lot. Nothing was as demoralizing as trying to get home on a Friday, only to see brake lights stretching to the horizon.Kinda like the"racetrack" around Atlanta??????
I lived in Atlanta from 99-2004. Its more like a parking lot. Nothing was as demoralizing as trying to get home on a Friday, only to see brake lights stretching to the horizon.Kinda like the"racetrack" around Atlanta??????
Dallas, Houston, and Austin have the largest infestations of out-of-state big city leftests moving into them. Explains much about the lack of happy friendliness of those places.My bride is a native of New Haven, CN, I'm 6th gen Texian. Our personalities are very different.
My theory: All people need space.
Texans (and is this particularly true of those who live outside of the biggest cities) are friendly because they have SPACE between themselves and their closest neighbors. Friendliest Texans are in West Texas where, for many folks, the nearest neighbors might be 1/4 mile, or even many miles apart. When two West Texans meet, they are very friendly to each other - with all that space, they're glad to see any other human being.
This is true in many other states as well. I'm only singling out Texas because the OP did.
My observation is that urban New Yorkers (and Connecticut, Massachusetts and similar states), by contrast, tend to be very abrupt and impatient (some might describe such behavior as bordering on rude). Why? Because they live, like ants in an ant nest, crawling all over each other. So, they create their "space" with their personalities.
I believe this "space" issue is universal. City dwellers create space with their personalities - essentially a verbal push. Rural folks welcome the chance to visit with others. This is true also in Texas' largest cities: Dallas, Houston, Austin. Not so true in San Antonio, at least yet, but trending that way. "Smaller" Texas cities (Fort Worth, Abilene, Amarillo, etc.) are still very friendly. The trend among Texans, and particularly those at or approaching retirement age, is to move out of the cities and back to small towns (of 25,000 people or fewer) - to be around friendlier people.
Austin has been a "Yankee" destination for several decades. It was a cool town in the early eighties when I served at Bergstrom AFB back then.Dallas, Houston, and Austin have the largest infestations of out-of-state big city leftests moving into them. Explains much about the lack of happy friendliness of those places.
Rush hour? I'm sure you're correct.I lived in Atlanta from 99-2004. Its more like a parking lot. Nothing was as demoralizing as trying to get home on a Friday, only to see brake lights stretching to the horizon.
We have a long history of USMC service in my family. My father, cousins, uncles... Looking sharp in those dress blues, sir. Semper FiI love road trips but my car has California plates. 1978 I came back from overseas and I drove to my next duty station. Camp Lejeune, NC. I stopped in Iowa to get gas and the old man working there thought I was a "hippy" even with a flat top haircut. He was just blind from ignorance.
Since 1990 or so, whenever I went hunting in WA, ID, UT or CO, people think you are coming here to buy acreage and drive up the property prices.
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NGL Respect, Getting some Clint Eastwood vibes from this picI love road trips but my car has California plates. 1978 I came back from overseas and I drove to my next duty station. Camp Lejeune, NC. I stopped in Iowa to get gas and the old man working there thought I was a "hippy" even with a flat top haircut. He was just blind from ignorance.
Since 1990 or so, whenever I went hunting in WA, ID, UT or CO, people think you are coming here to buy acreage and drive up the property prices.
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SarcasmHmmmm wonder why….
LMAO.
That's a hard face that I wouldn't mess with.I love road trips but my car has California plates. 1978 I came back from overseas and I drove to my next duty station. Camp Lejeune, NC. I stopped in Iowa to get gas and the old man working there thought I was a "hippy" even with a flat top haircut. He was just blind from ignorance.
Since 1990 or so, whenever I went hunting in WA, ID, UT or CO, people think you are coming here to buy acreage and drive up the property prices.
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Hate to Break Your Heart, but ISarcasm
I know what you're thinking: "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I've kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do you, punk?That's a hard face that I wouldn't mess with.
You didn't break nothing moses. I was just clowning around right along with youHate to Break Your Heart, but I
Wasn’t referring to your post alone……
The answer is "no". I wouldn't feel lucky against that dude. My feeling is that he would rip me up one side and down the other. I could be wrong. But I doubt itI know what you're thinking: "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I've kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do you, punk?
Back in the day, I was doing some work at a clinic in the Quindaro section of KC KS.10 or so years ago I was delivering to Louisville. Traffic caused me to be late and the place was closed when I pulled in. I asked the 2 black women in the office if I could spend the night in their lot. They looked at each other for a while, one turned to me, a white MN guy, and said "you dont want to do that. You're a white boy". After laughing with them I thanked them for their honesty. These 2 helped me avoid trouble that no one needs.
I think I've seen that movie before. Mine ended with a few locals wondering if i would pull the trigger or was just bluffing. They ended walking away from the car when they realized this wasn't gonna be another Reginald Denny incidentBack in the day, I was doing some work at a clinic in the Quindaro section of KC KS.
It was wintertime, and it got dark early.
Same kind of situation, the two ladies in the office had higher melanin levels than I do.
One of them says to me "White Boy, You DO plan on being out of here before dark, right?"
To which I replied: "Well, when I saw barbed wire topped fences around the Churches and Church Buses, with Iron Bars on all the windows around here, I figured it was a pretty tough area and that I'd probably be better off getting clear before dark."
To which the one lady replied "For a White Boy, you're pretty smart!"
She then went on to say, "When it gets dark, the "No Account Elements Come Out, and nobody is safe until daylight, and sometimes not even then."
We all laughed, and then I finished up and cleared out.
The ladies were really nice and pleasant.I think I've seen that movie before. Mine ended with a few locals wondering if i would pull the trigger or was just bluffing. They ended walking away from the car when they realized this wasn't gonna be another Reginald Denny incident