So I was in the Nolensville Road Kroger this weekend, pretending that I was an out-of-towner, so I could see if Southern manners are really out the window.  My report?  It’s true, there are no more cordialities.

Truthfully, it seems like no one remembers the words, “Excuse me,” even when they or their screaming, running children ram you with their overloaded, precarious shopping cart and you stand there, looking at the adult straight in the eyes, waiting for those magical words, that for some reason, seem to make the bruising all better, but it never, ever comes and you’re left standing there with a pitiful look, knowing at long last that Southern hospitality is dead.  RIP.

And it’s not just at the Nolensville Road Kroger store where I have noticed an absence of this so-called cordialness we are somewhat known for, it’s not found anywhere these days, and most assuredly not in you car on the road. 

But you tell me, is Southern hospitality dead?