On Wed, Jun 20, 2012 at 2:35 AM, Ellen Rawson <silme13@yahoo.com> wrote:
> In the mid-'80s, I was visiting my family. I was walking in Center City Philly when an older couple from Kentucky stopped me and asked me for directions.
>
> I admitted I'd not lived there for a few years, but I was pretty sure I could them going in the right direction. I gave them detailed directions.
>
> They thanked me profusely and told me that I was the first person who would even stop and talk to them; everyone else just brushed them off. When I told them that I actually lived in >Colorado and was visiting my parents, they laughed. :)
What's funny is that this kind of behavior is not something I often
experienced in Philly. People could be incredibly effin' rude in
general, but when I first moved there I was constantly stopping people
to ask for directions, and in general they were not always
enthusiastic, but they did their best to give directions and weren't
insulting. Or maybe I just have a higher tolerance for The Rude.
Kirsten
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