I’ve told this story on this forum a million times. On a Friday morning, having landed a few hours prior, as I walked down the block that I would live forever, I greeted a lovely older lady with the standard salutation “Good Morning” only to be questioned “What the fuck was so good about this morning?” I knew this was my kind of people.
It’s different when you’re asked that question in New York. It’s different in Baltimore. You’re not going to get that response in Newport, Virginia. You only get that aggression in Pennsylvania.
You can be Jo or you can be a dickeater. Never dickeat.