Southern Hospitality

Southern Hospitality

     When you think of the South, you think collard greens, sweet tea, and some southern hospitality. Well, it is not all it is cracked up to be. I have found that some southerners are not so hospitable like we say we are.

     Ever hear the term "bless your heart?" Well, it is not a friendly term. I have been told many times and have probably said it more than enough myself. "Bless your heart" is a phrase that Southerners like to used when we do not want to say something overly rude. Instead of saying, "Haha, good luck with all of your problems you just told me" or "you're screwed," we say, "bless your heart." It means, "good luck, and I am SO glad I am not in your position." I remember someone telling me this at my job, Gymboree at Sugarloaf Mills, after telling them about my three little brothers (2, 5, and 12). After stating that my brothers inspired me to major in Early Childhood Education and become a kindergarten teacher, they sighed and began to mumble, "well, bless your heart, darlin'." It doesn't feel good to know the meaning nor is it good to not know and eventually find out that all your southern friends pity you.

     To those who've ever said or heard this, be wary. I compare it to the same level of disappointment someone receives when something is sent to your email, but that email no longer exists. Trust me, that hurts.