Showing posts with label Cereal State. Show all posts
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Wednesday, March 12, 2014

The Southern Wave



That's "wave", as in "howyadoin'?

Southerners, and native Texans in particular, are friendly people.  We smile and say "Hi" to strangers we meet on the sidewalk, say "please" and "thank you" with Metamucil regularity, and wave at each other a lot.  It's just what we do.

K teases me for talking to the neighbors, but I just can't help myself.  (She's only a naturalized Texan, having been born in the Cereal State of California.)  Last weekend, for example, I got in our elevator with a guy who had just finished his morning run.

"Great day to be outdoors, huh?"

"Yeah, this feels great, much nicer than where I came in from yesterday."

"Oh, where was that?"

"Philly."

"Are you moving here or just visiting?"

"My wife has been working here for 2 years and commuting, but now I'm moving here, too."

"Welcome, then.  Hope you enjoy it here."

Then we both got off on the same floor and he entered the apartment where the uber-businesslike lady lives that I see on weekdays leaving for work.  She must make big bucks in order to commute back and forth to Philly!

See....friendly.

And all us dog walkers are on speaking terms, too.  I know them all....Noah and Angel and Oliver, etc.  Those are the dogs.  We acknowledge each other as "Noah's owner", "Angel's owner", and so forth.

Which brings me to "the wave".  Sometimes the simple, harmless wave can get a little creepy.

Every morning as I'm walking Luke the Wonderdog a lady driving dark blue Ford Explorer pulls out of the garage, drives by very slowly, gives me a little smile, followed by the Southern Wave.  And I smile and wave back.  

Trouble is, I have absolutely no idea who she is.  I've racked my brain (which didn't take long) and still have no clue where we've met.  Oh, I forgot to mention....she has out-of-state plates. And the side and rear windows are super dark tinted, like they have on those TV cop shows when they have cameras and video recorders inside.  *cue the scary music*


I'm really hoping she's just being Texas friendly, too, and isn't someone sent here by the NSA to start a dossier on me.  (I think they read my blog.)  Or maybe Vladimir Putin took offense to something I've written about him, or worse, Ted Cruz took offense to something I've written about him.  Or the American Bankers Associaiton, or....wow, this could be a long list!  :)

S