Bill was over at the bike shop today. I woke up anxious . Decided to get some carpet shampoo for the stain where we spilled tomato soup the night before. ( Which I don't think it will ever come out.) But back to days events feeling kinda depressed anyway Jezebel and I left to run our errand. As we stepped out of the elevator the reason for naming this blog came back to me. I could hear the Thru. morning coffee group whooping it up in the community room .
A couple weeks ago one of the tenants here suggested that I should join the coffee group on Thru morning , so last Thru. I trotted down to join ,fat, dumb ,and happy . Hoping to make a new friend or two. I am very friendly and out going so I walked in smiling an said " Is this the coffee clutch ". They stared deadpan at me until one lady said in an unfriendly voice" I guess you could call it that". Put off a little but I forged on . Still smiling I Introduced myself , silence ... NO ONE said "Welcome," Nice to meet you, " Join us," or so much as offered me one "Name ! " After a few award moments of silence one lady offered" your the one with the little white dog" I replied "yes" excused myself and left . I have lived in two foreign countries and seven states and never have I encountered such rude people.
So much for "Minnesota Nice "What the heck ?
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