I guess I was raised on southern hospitality. No one down here cares about anyone but themselves. I was at a red light waiting for it to turn green so I could turn left. The guy behind me just laid on his horn the entire light amd shouted at me to go on already. I was also at Walmart, and I guess I wasn't walking fast enough. So a woman literally hit me with a buggy to get by me. It's little things like that. When you walk into a fast food place or a service station, the cashiers aren't freindly. They don't smile, say thanks, tell you to come back again. It's just different.