A bunch of useless crap
Published on June 18, 2004 By MasonM In Blogging
In the small southern Virginia community where I lived for over seven years people are very friendly. As you walk or drive down the street, people wave as you pass by and you wave back. It really doesn't matter whether you know them, it's just the neighborly thing to do.

Folks stop on the sidewalk or in the store and chat a while with each other. When they ask how you're doing, they actually mean "How are you doing?". It's not just platitude uttered in passing. They actually want to know how you're doing. It's just the neighborly thing to do.

If they ask if you need anything they actually mean it. If you say "Yes, I've come to buy some sugar but realized I left my wallet at home." they lend you the money to pay for it. It's just the neighborly thing to do.

I have recently moved to Florida. The town here is more or less the same size. Hardly a large city or anything. I drive down the street and wave to someone on the street or in their yard as I pass. It's just the neighborly thing to do. But, instead of waving back, they simply stare.

No cheerful wave or smile. They just stare. I can imagine their thoughts. "Do I know that person?" "Why is he waving like that?" "Is there something wrong with that guy?"

I have stood in line at the local store waiting to pay for my purchase and tried to strike up a friendly conversation. The person will look at me suspiciously like they expect me to demand their wallet or something.

Seems like people here just don't trust each other. They seem to be afraid of anyone they don't know. How do they get to know each other if they're so afraid of a simple conversation or wave of the hand?

They stare, or they give a suspicious look, or they quickly look away and pretend they didn't see you. I guess here that's the neighborly thing to do.


Comments
on Jun 18, 2004
I know how you feel. My parents moved to Fort Lauderdale about 4 years ago and everytime I vist them its like going to another planet. Born and raised in Louisville, KY I was taught to be polite, helpful and courteous. No to say that Louisville is heaven on earth, but for the most part it has a feeling of closeness. I know my neighbors, we talk everyonce in a while, share tools, etc. A trip to the grocery may last an extra hour just because of all the people you run into and start conversing with. I was hit in the back with a grocery cart while shopping with my mother in Florida by an old lady about 4 feet tall. Did she say she was sorry? Did she ask me to move? No, she gave me a look that could have killed a small child and went on her way like it was my fault. Where do these people come from?

In Fort Lauderdale the last person you want to talk to is your neighbor. My parents live in a row of houses that border the intercoastal (small waterway that connects to the ocean). You wouldn't believe some of the things that have happened in just the last 4 years.

My parents next door neighbor was having some work done to his plumbing. When the plumbers arrived they could not park in his driveway since it was full. When they knocked on the door he was out at the moment so they decided to park in the neighbor's and wait a few minutes. In that short period of time the owner of that driveway (a woman who is a lawyer and a pain in the neck) and sees the truck in the driveway with two large men sitting in it. Does she get out and ask them to move? Does she even look to see the plumbing logo on the truck? No, she drives past her house, calls the police, and has them meet her back at her house. She was not only upset that somebody would have the nerve to park in her driveway, but that they were suspicious looking and she felt as if she may be in danger.

Sometimes I wonder just how these people were raised. If they grew up in a war zone, I may understand. I can only pray that they move before I go to visit again.
on Jun 18, 2004
I could tell 100 more stories about this one lady, but for now I will leave you with that little dandy.
on Jun 19, 2004
Ugh, sounds like California. People always think you're up to something. I was in Atlanta not too far back, and the people there were very nice. Colorado is pretty laid back too.

-- B
on Jun 19, 2004
Personally I think it's sad that these people live in such fear of each other. I know that a lot of them have moved down here from the big cities in the northeast, but you'd think they would loosen up a bit once they have lived down here for a while.
on Jun 19, 2004
As a hater I can say that Canada is the most disgustingly neighborly place I've been. I can't go out my front door without talking to someone, can't get a pack of smokes without talking to the cashier for 10 mins, god, lol.
on Jun 28, 2004
Hey, would'nt want you to give too much info, but where abouts in VA. By the way, I am in a home, back online and getting ready to see if doc's will let me work.