tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post1852937990938535314..comments2024-02-28T23:35:56.193-05:00Comments on The Curious Reader: Filing Down Rough EdgesGradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17526750467742207099noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-11069671244070729072014-08-30T20:40:47.763-04:002014-08-30T20:40:47.763-04:00Greetings from us
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I got a chuckle out of that.Gradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17526750467742207099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-58188065598746807672014-06-23T10:01:53.684-04:002014-06-23T10:01:53.684-04:00Blblio: I haven't seen the movie "Frozen...Blblio: I haven't seen the movie "Frozen" yet but that song is still stuck in my head!! It actually happened again last week. Some guy behind me honked his horn madly and gesticulated wildly when I slowed down to take a curve in the road. Maybe it's something in the water.Gradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17526750467742207099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-668300195475001692014-06-22T19:05:07.745-04:002014-06-22T19:05:07.745-04:00I love the varieties of American language and dial...I love the varieties of American language and dialect - it's one of the reasons I read so much American literature.<br /><br />I find as I get older rudeness bothers me less - some people are just ignorant - mainly they are few and far between though! Vintage Readinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05971819409379613967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-32629711171857975152014-06-15T20:24:59.192-04:002014-06-15T20:24:59.192-04:00Those are exactly the kind of incidents that alway...Those are exactly the kind of incidents that always stick with me....sometimes for years! Oh well. as that over-played song says "let it go...." Good for you for resisting the impulse to tell off the soldier. That might not have ended well.bibliophiliachttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15495943887513443615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-41982875262668037152014-06-05T10:53:17.420-04:002014-06-05T10:53:17.420-04:00Stefanie, guess what. My blog would not allow ME ...Stefanie, guess what. My blog would not allow ME to respond! Sheesh. You are absolutely right. Minnesotans were recently ranked in the top tier for being nice. I can attest to that since I went to college there and know that to be true. Down here blaming everything on Yankees is regarded as good natured ribbing. It's always "those damn Yankees." Like Mrs. Beauregard Burnside II in Auntie Mame. Gradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17526750467742207099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-63241502676099765872014-06-05T10:45:48.465-04:002014-06-05T10:45:48.465-04:00Miss Tinky, I really do love Yankees. Probably be...Miss Tinky, I really do love Yankees. Probably because I am one. Southerners generally see life through a different prism, I think, although those lines are blurring all the time with population moveent. And rudeness knows no geographical boundaries. It just stands out more here when it happens. Gradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17526750467742207099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-32727935723547259592014-06-05T09:37:04.386-04:002014-06-05T09:37:04.386-04:00Ack! I just wrote a long comment and it got eaten!...Ack! I just wrote a long comment and it got eaten! Long story short, rough edges happen and they can be so bewildering and make us feel hurt or angry. Minnesota is generally filled with nice people, we have a national reputation for being nice, but even here it isn't 100% of the time. I always try to give the other person the benefit of the doubt, maybe they are having a really bad day or something. It's so very easy to do in the middle of the incident but even afterwards it helps me feel a bit better if I can wrangle up some sympathetic thoughts.Stefaniehttp://somanybooksblog.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-30851404911037099232014-06-05T08:49:26.590-04:002014-06-05T08:49:26.590-04:00The moral, as you note, is that we do our best to ...The moral, as you note, is that we do our best to be grateful that these rough edges are very few and far between--yes, even in the north where some of us live! By the way, I love "Miss Linda"; I'm trying to get small children around here to call me Miss Tinky. Yes, ma'am.Tinkyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16338087100460975036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-46779817831414584892014-06-04T17:10:10.880-04:002014-06-04T17:10:10.880-04:00Jenny, the "yes, sir" and "yes, ma&...Jenny, the "yes, sir" and "yes, ma'am" IS very hard to shake. Even for me, someone who did not grow up in the South but in a huge world-class city in Yankeedom. Not that I ever tried to shake it. I have heard from others that gruff New Yorkers get quite offended by it. Poor dears. And I'm called "Miss Linda" all the time by the bank teller, the insurance agent, the car dealer, the mail carrier, the grocery clerk...you name it. It's nice and homey and comfortable. I might just try your reflex approach. Only thing is, the folks rankling me yesterday didn't give me a chance to get close enough!Gradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17526750467742207099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160223532207347025.post-28614274764538885362014-06-04T16:53:36.073-04:002014-06-04T16:53:36.073-04:00Hahaha, they are indeed always out there. The occu...Hahaha, they are indeed always out there. The occupational hazard of growing up with this kind of politeness is that it's very, very difficult to shake when it's no longer adaptive. I cannot stop myself from saying "ma'am" and "sir" to everyone older than myself, but when I was living in New York, people HATED this. HATED it. (I think it might have played better if I had a stronger Southern accent.)<br /><br />I do love "fussed" though. That is a useful word. I also love the "Ms. [firstname]" convention you get in the South, for parents of friends and other adults towards whom you wish to convey affection as well as respect.<br /><br />Those sharp edges DO arise, and I am always caught off guard by them. I've got a reflex of saying "Oh! That's rude," in a calm, surprised way, and that usually calms people down. We are so susceptible to societal expectations; people don't want to be perceived as rude. (That said, a driver called my mum a cunt the other day for driving in her own lane, which he wanted to occupy, and we were all shocked into being perfectly incapable of responding.)Jenny @ Reading the Endhttp://readingtheend.comnoreply@blogger.com