That's easy. In New York, nobody talks to you.

There was something to that effect on the radio this morning. The guy said he was in New York on a visit, and determined to try to cheer some of those people up. So when the cashier at the grocery store gave him his receipt, he said, "Aren't you going to tell me to have a nice day?" The cashier said, "It's printed on the f****ing receipt, why should I say it?"

Alex