Ain't_It_Just_, on Jan 25 2009, 06:50 AM, said:
Anyone live in the kind of place where you greet passers-by?
The three cities i spend most of my time in, Montreal, Ottawa and Toronto, and all very different. Montreal can be the friendliest city in the human world if you are in a bar, a park or a public space on a beautiful day. But day-to-day 9-5 there is a very eyes front, get the fnck out of my way' vibe. Ottawa is, generally, insanely friendly. You can find yourself chatting with random strangers at crosswalks while waiting for the light to change. It's also the only city in the world in my experience where drivers in the ordinary course (as opposed to the odd exceptional indvidual) actually stop for each other - by example, youre making a left turn across the oncoming lane and sitting signalling, and someone will stop and wave you through - and exchange a wave on the way past. Toronto is uniformly cold and disconnected most of the time, with the odd exception.
Nothing, however, matches Australia, where men routinely greet each other while at neighboring urinals. This absolutely freaked me out the first few times, but when i eventually returned to
civilization Canada i was sort of let down to return to the 'eyes-front, ignore all' approach.
Urb, on Jan 25 2009, 07:29 AM, said:
... if you run into someone outdoors in the early hours between 4 and 6 am, it's normal to nod or smile or wave or something. Kind of acknowledging how awesome insane and/or cylons we are for being able to wake up so early, and confirming to eachother that we are not serial killers human.
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Mezla PigDog, on Jan 26 2009, 02:27 PM, said:
... I live in an area inhabited by a lot of Muslim families, I get really funny looks from their old folk when I greet them. I suppose they expect me to mug them and film it on my phone.
True story: was on an elevator with two other suit clad white men, an arab gentleman and his full-blown-mesh-across-the-eyes-burkha clad wife (I assume it was his wife - it could have been a ninja). Anyrate, everyone is getting off on the ground floor. Elevator lands, door open, and we three suited white dudes all do that stand aside to let the lady (or ninja) go first (look, either we're being polite or we just don't want the ninja at our backs - either way its common sense/courtesy). There is this awkward moment where the mesh just stares at us. Husband, takes a step, thinks about, barks something at her (it) and she (it) shuffles out ahead of him. I just found it interesting how three complete strangers extended this woman (ninja) more courtesy (caution) than she had probably ever been given in her life (or we foiled an assassination attempt - tough call).
- Abyss, wears kevlar.