[Donna]

Cute story.. :bigthumbsup:

[Just Susan]

I was born and raised in the Midwest, a Mn native...home of "Minnesota Nice"...(that means you always smile and say Hi nicely while running over the toes of someone you don't like with your shopping cart.)

I spent most of my adult life in Northern California, San Francisco and East Bay. In CA, the world is contained within the boundaries of the state...with one exception only 1/2 of the state is cool...which 1/2? Whichever 1/2 you lived in...

People from San Francisco and L.A, (they don't even use their city's whole name), like New Yorkers, when asked while traveling, where they are from, don't answer the United States, they say their city name.

What do I love about New Yorkers? They are sooo upfront. They tell it like it is, they are tough survivors of whatever life doles out and their passion is awesome to watch. They scare me a little, but they are also such fun to be around.

[Donna]

Originally Posted by Susan&Tom

What do I love about New Yorkers? They are sooo upfront. They tell it like it is, they are tough survivors of whatever life doles out and their passion is awesome to watch. They scare me a little, but they are also such fun to be around.

What the heck do you mean by that??? 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl 1rnfl

You are right Susan...We are upfront...

[graciegirl]

New York is just fine however...........[size=10pt][size=10pt]

I love Ohio and Florida![/size][/size]

[johnfarr]

In my other life I worked for Eastern Airlines at JFK, and most of our passengers originated there. It seemed we had about 1 "ugly American" per 100 passengers, and that stereotype followed the rest of us. There are a lot of very good people there - just like everywhere else. For example, it is not uncommon for several men to stop on a parkway to assist a woman who happened to break down in a bad neighborhood.

Anyway, one day I was waiting to load passengers on a flight and was chatting with the six Atlanta-based flight attendants, five of whom I knew. One was brand new and soaking it all in. We liked each other and talked about our families, etc.

When it was time to load passengers I got up to leave and found the new flight attendant following me to the aircraft door. When she was out of earshot of the others she, in the cutest Georgia drawl, asked where I was from. I told her NY. She responded "but, but you are so niiice!"