No Southern Hospitality Left

I moved to the south in 1989 from California and it's been a letdown ever since. The obvious answer to your first question is that I can't afford to move back. I'm stuck here and it sucks. I come from a place where I had many friends to a place that in almost 20 years I have made only two friends. And one of them isn't even from here. I have found that most women my age here are fake. They think they are better then the average. They are out to backstab anyone they come into contact with unless that person has a ton of money.
I come from a place that people were down to earth. Mellow and accepting of many different races and personalities. I can see some southern mannerisms are helpful to have. But I find most of them fake. ie. My husband was born and raised here in middle Tenn. and his favorite conclusion to his heavenly abode is that "God created Tenn. first" and my response is "Yeah then he realized he fecked up and created the rest of the world" I see nothing proud of being from the south in other words.
From the first time I went to look for a job in the south I had a hard time. One of the ladies actually said "when you've lived here for 6 months and we know your going to stay we might think about interviewing you for a job" I had 12 years experience for a job that I made $24.00 an hour in California and here they were offering $7.00 an hour. Like I was going to fight for that income? I think not. I chose another path.
In all these years I have found every single one of them to be fake,rude, and backstabbing drama bitches.
Skipping to now 2008. I still find them this way. I have a new job in a small town and work with more bi-polar people then I ever knew possible. I feel that I still don't fit in. I am a genuine person. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I try to help everyone that seems to need it but seem to just be in the way. I find people talk behind my back. I find that they go out of their way to get people to believe that I am something that I am not. I think they have a hard time believing that someone is real and genuine. I mean what I say. I say what I mean and I just want everyone to get along. What the hell is so wrong with that?
I'm used to people getting along. I'm used to people being mellow and friendly. I just hate it here and until my husband passes away I guess I am stuck here.
I think 20 years is long enough to give a place a chance. Until I can walk the beaches and suck in the salt air. I will be a lonely 50 year old with no friends because they just aren't genuine.
The southern hospitality is out the window.
I have been in several atmospheres. I have tried to be around all kinds of people and it all rolls back down hill to be a disappointment.
When I first moved here I worked where people came from all over the world and people told me that I was nice and sweet and wanted to know where I got my "southern hospitality" from. I told them from Southern California. Definately not from here. These are the rudest people I have ever met. The majority agreed that they hadn't met a nice person that was from here.
I rest my case.
Have a great day and try to be a genuinely nice person.