By Kate Ebeling, Staff Writer

"Y'all" isn't just cute, it's a lifestyle. /PHOTO VIA Flickr user Gregory Morris

“Y’all” isn’t just cute, it’s a lifestyle. /PHOTO VIA Flickr user Gregory Morris

They say there is no such thing as southern hospitality. I tell them they’ve obviously never actually been to the South. Not trying to hate on the North, and much respect to the people that have stomached this unbearable weather their entire lives.

I can say with complete assurance, however, that the North has created a culture and way of life that is completely different from the greatest region in the United States (excuse my bias opinion).

Firstly, the phrases “ma’am” and “sir” are not common vocabulary up here. People will stare, act affronted and yes, even confront you about your origins if you say that.

The first week I arrived in Boston I attempted to be polite and call an older man at the post office “sir.” Not only was he apparently “offended,” but I was accosted of my origins and laughed at when I said “Texas.” Word to the wise: short and sweet, that’s how they do it up here. Don’t worry about respecting your elders. Just get in and get out. Forget the pleasantries and just pay for your postage.

Holding the door isn’t a requirement, and don’t even think about turning to say sorry if you brush/bump/hit someone while walking down Commonwealth Avenue. They wont even turn around to acknowledge the body contact, and you’ll look like an idiot apologizing profusely to air.

Waving to cars when you cross the BU Bridge is laughable, and drivers will smirk as you wave and sprint across the icy road, quietly praying you don’t break your neck as you sprint (late, obviously) to class. Northerners don’t care if you’re cold, so don’t complain about it. Not to mention it’s a dead giveaway that you’re a transplant. Smiling at Northerners on the street is apparently not socially appropriate as they will not smile back. They might even laugh at you

I have been the victim of all three instances, so take it from someone with experience. Just keep your head down and your headphones in, make little eye contact and march along.

Finally, fun fact for those that don’t hail from the south- y’all is an actual term. I don’t use it to be funny, I don’t do it to be cute, and it’s a legitimate word that just comes out. Born and raised in Texas, “y’all” means you guys, or as it is pronounced around here, “you’s guys.”

“Y’all” just makes more sense. It’s quick and damn right it’s cute. As a proud Texan, I’ll forever espouse the biggest regional-ist contraction. Texas forever, y’all.