The Land of Nice

[lydy]

How I know I live in Minnesota:

When I crossed the picket line on my way to work, a complete stranger, one of the strikers, smiled and said, "Good morning."

Comments

[redbird]

That may be the epitome of Minnesota nice.

[minnehaha.livejournal.com]

I remember my first years living outside of New York. That kind of thing would have freaked me out. "What does he want from me?" I would have thought.

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[redbird]

It wouldn't freak me out--but, somehow, I've landed in a corner of New York where people do smile and say "Good morning" just because it's the thing to do, and all they "want" is for me to say hello in return, which I'm happy to do. Once in a while they want me to identify a bird for them, which also pleases me.

[kalmn.livejournal.com]

i love minnesota. heh.

[mishalak.livejournal.com]

Ahhh! I must not be tempted to abandon Colorado for the more liberal clime of Minnesota!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

My version of this was when I was walking down Lake St. on Saturday afternoon, and everyone I passed said hello to me. Including a gentleman who appeared to be having, hmm, a negative pharmaceutical experience. Since I moved back home to Minnesota about two weeks ago, this both startled and delighted me.

Nice, but typical

[(Anonymous)]

... and historically appropriate. This is the same Minnesota where the Honeywell protesters regularly brought coffee and doughnuts for the cops who were going to arrest them.

--jr