1、Out Of TownersThey were obviously from out of town. All were dressed in business suits and carried identical shopping bags with a company logo emblazoned on the side. They seemed nervous when getting on the train, and several lost their balance as the train started down the track with a lurch. One m
2、an almost fell, prevented only by grabbing the arm of the man next to him. “So I guess they dont have subways in Kansas, do they?” The first man asked the second. “ We dont have anything in Kansas except wheat fields and the occasional cow,” he replied. “We dont have subways, shopping malls or stopl
3、ights.”I looked down at my hands and choked on a laugh. “Are you laughing?” the second man asked me. “We were told that no one laughs in New York.”I laughed openly this time. “Hes serious,” the first man said. “They told us that people here dont smile, that those watches arent real Rolexes, and that
4、 the men who open the door for you after you use the automatic teller arent just being polite. “Well,” I said, “Ive only lived here a couple of years. Its been hard to break the habit.” They laughed in appreciation. A few of the other subway riders looked at the three of us out of the corners of the
5、ir eyes. “So, where are you from?” the second man asked me. “Colorado.” “Now, we used to be neighbors.”“I drove through Kansas on my way here,” I said shaking my finger as if in proof. “and we had to stop at a stoplight.”The second man covered his face in mock shame and said, “Ok, I confess, we do have a stoplight. But we dont need it. It was installed to make all of the Nebraskans jealous of us. “
