…and I’ve yet to see a single AM-PM or 7-11. Out here it’s MapCo.
I finally saw me a real Mexican, 3 of them in fact, and yes it was in Walmart.
Nothing is close. It seems like any time I need something I either have to go across the state line or to a neighboring town. You can figure on at least a 20-30 minute trip to do anything.
I still haven’t seen any lines more than 3 people deep for anything anywhere, even walmart.
When I hear thunder I’m no longer surprised.
I’ve yet to hear (or say) the word ‘fuck’ in public. Or goddamn either for that matter.
Drove Lisa down to Nashville yesterday for her eye doctor appointment. I didn’t think it was possible but it’s harder to get around there than it is in San Francisco. I was in a cold sweat by the time we got out of there.
I went to register at the Veteran’s Administration in Bowling Green KY day before yesterday and the GPS steered me to the wrong place. We ended up at the Judicial buildings there and I saw a deputy outside so I got out to ask him for directions. He took the time to look it up on his phone then gave me turn by turn directions and after I thanked him for his kindness he patted me on the back, looked me dead in the eye and thanked me for my service.
Even though Tennessee has open carry, I’ve yet to see a single firearm strapped on anybody’s side.
Every single woman that I’ve held a door open for acknowledges it and thanks me. Every single one.
I haven’t hear rap or mexican carnival music since I’ve been here.
Tennessee and Kentucky have the heaviest cattle I have ever seen. I’m not kidding and I came from cattle country.
Folks aren’t afraid to ask questions. They hear my accent and want to know where I’m from and when I tell them, they want to know all about it and they’re genuinely curious, not just nosy.
If you ask a storekeeper for something you need and they don’t carry it, they will tell you where to find it even if means directing you to their competition.
Grits come with your breakfast, you don’t have to ask for them.
Rebel flags and Jesus signs are displayed prominently in yards and businesses everywhere. I’ve yet to hear about anybody wanting them removed because they are offensive.
Mailmen drive their own vehicles and if they see you coming down the driveway, they’ll wait for you and put it in your hand after a couple minutes of conversation.