Hi Readers! Weirdly, this advice on friendliness comes from…Los Angeles.Yes, THAT Los Angeles.
And in fact it was written by Amy Alkon, a.k.a., the Advice Goddess, who happens to have written an entire book on rudeness.. It’s even called “I See Rude People.” But apparently Amy also sees nice people, and if she can, by golly, so can we. This piece appeared in The L.A. Times.
LOS ANGELES IS A STRANGEROPOLIS. BUT IT DOESN’T HAVE TO STAY THAT WAY by AMY ALKON
Snapshot from Los Angeles, the place Travel + Leisure readers deemed the rudest city in America: It’s late morning in an L.A. coffeehouse. Everybody’s staring down into something — a laptop, spreadsheets, a college entrance exam workbook — until the door opens and an elderly woman carrying a canvas book bag walks in. Writers stop writing, students stop studying and wave, smile and call hello to the woman, who smiles brightly and waves back. A few get up, one by one, and go give her a hug.
The woman is Kay, and her husband, who comes in 20 minutes later, steadied by a walker, is Earl. Another round of hugging ensues. I can’t trace back exactly how this hugging tradition started, but somebody hugged Kay, and somebody else saw it happen, and now it’s just how things are. When Kay and Earl come in, people get up and go hug them.
The people who decided L.A. was America’s rudest city probably aren’t going to get to this coffeehouse and see how some of us make Los Angeles an incredibly warm and neighborly place. Sure, L.A. is big and spread out, and it’s easy to feel alienated here — if you let yourself be alienated. To a great extent, you inhabit the world you create wherever you are.
I totally agree! Read the rest here! — L