I spent most of my life in Boston before coming to Toronto. Sure,
I lived in Cincinnati for 8 months and Maine when I was tiny and a few
other places for a few months at a time. But really, Boston is it.
Now I live in Canada.
People here ask me all the time what I find different about living in
this country. I've noticed a few things - different products on
store shelves, people almost never drive in the right lane of any
street, milk is in bags. Milk is in bags! But the one that
weirds me out the most is this:
People talk to me in elevators.
In Boston, unless you are on the elevator with someone you know, you
stare at the door, or stare at your feet, or look at whatever you
happen to have in your hands. You do not talk. You do
not make eye contact.
Here, people chat you up.
"Nice day, huh?"
"Been shopping?" Um, no, I'm carrying groceries that I found on the sidewalk.
I don't really know what to do with this. It happens most often
in our building, where sure, maybe people want to be nice to their
neighbors. But it happens other places too. I always answer
because I don't want to be rude, but really, I don't feel like chatting
in the elevator. I'm in there in order to get someplace.
Another thing I noticed is that people touch each other a lot more
here. I get hugged, kissed, and once in awhile even groped by
friends (you know who you are, don't deny it!). I'm used to a
hug. But people in Boston just aren't very kissy with their
general friend population.
I mean, it's nice to have affection, even though I get plenty from the hubby.
But is Boston really that austere, or is Toronto just that effusive?
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Re: Love in an elevator
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Maria
on Thu 30 Mar 2006 10:12 AM EST | Profile | Permanent Link
Ah, I like hugging and kissing my friends to say hi or bye. Then again, I'm Latin.
Re: Re: Love in an elevator
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The Redhead
on Thu 30 Mar 2006 10:40 AM EST | Profile | Permanent Link
But everyone around here does it! And it doesn't bother me, it's just very different. :)
Re: Love in an elevator
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sloot
on Thu 30 Mar 2006 04:04 PM EST | Profile | Permanent Link
All my friends hug hi or bye (well, guy to guy it's a handshake or shoulder pat, but girl to girl or guy to girl, it's a hug)
And talking in elevators isn't so bad, it's at the urinal or in a stall that is really annoying "I'm just here to ... " yeah, you know what I mean. Re: Re: Love in an elevator
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The Redhead
on Fri 31 Mar 2006 10:04 AM EST | Profile | Permanent Link
Women talk in the bathroom all the time, but I will generally not while in a stall unless there is something urgent to discuss.
Re: Love in an elevator
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marlene
on Thu 30 Mar 2006 04:27 PM EST | Profile | Permanent Link
Weren't you ever cautioned about talking to strangers?
Re: Re: Love in an elevator
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The Redhead
on Fri 31 Mar 2006 10:43 AM EST | Profile | Permanent Link
You should know! :)
Re: Love in an elevator
Toronto, effusive!? That made me giggle a bit! Amongst Canadians, Toronto is often thought to be a cold, unfriendly city. I know what you mean though - I find that people hug more here than they do in the States.
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The Redhead
on Fri 31 Mar 2006 10:43 AM EST | Profile | Permanent Link
I guess I shouldn't move to Vancouver. :D
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