Hold hands while crossing the street Options

[mipadi]

I'm from central Pennsylvania. In PA, we don't stop to let people cross the street. I've stood out in the pouring rain without an umbrella while cars zipped by. Letting pedestrians cross the street is just not something we do in PA.

I recently moved to Williamsburg, VA. So far, I don't like the South. It's too damn hot. It was 61 degrees when I went to work at 8:30 this morning. Back home in PA, it might reach a high of 61 today. And that's how it supposed to be. Also, the leaves aren't really changing color yet in Williamsburg. They're still green. Fall is supposed to be pretty, and it's not pretty here. But I digress.

One of the weirdest things about Williamsburg is that people actually stop and let you cross the street. I don't know if its a Southern thing, a Virginia thing, or a Williamsburg thing, but that's how people roll here. For instance, when I went to get lunch, I was standing on the curb -- in between blocks, no less -- and cars just stopped and let me cross.

This always throws me off. Normally I end up standing on the curb, and keep letting cars go; and then some local just starts walking out into traffic, and everyone driving their little cars just stop. And then I follow and look like a schmuck because I was standing on the curb for a minute or two when I could've just walked out into the street and crossed right away.

Sometimes, though, people just stop, even when I don't make an attempt to walk in front of them, and basically force me to cross. It's weird. I'm not sure I like it.

Also, at the local grocery store, the baggers actually take my groceries out to my car for me -- and refuse tips, too! It's weird. I don't like that. I can take my own groceries out, myself, but they won't let me. Maybe that's a Southern thing, too.

The South is weird.

[MissFits]

I went to the south one time for Spring Break.
Everyone waved and smiled and talked to me all friendly like. The boys had manners, the girls had that cute southern drawl, and all the old people called me sweetheart. I really liked it.
I don't know if I could stand to live there, but it's a nice vacation from the bullshit my hometown has to offer.