The latest issue of Reader’s Digest features an article called How Polite Are Canadians?:
“For our test, we travelled from Vancouver to St. John’s, to find out if the rumours are true: that courtesy is a thing of the past.”
Ottawa, with a score of 50%, ranked at the bottom of the 15 cities in which the completely unscientific social experiment took place. One of the testers remarked:
And although Ottawa scored as the least courteous city in this year’s test, at 50% it was still quite polite on a world scale and would have ranked 21st on our global test of 36 cities a year ago. Yet there was a tension in the air, especially at rush hour, when many people didn’t seem to have time to stop and help out. In fact, once when we dropped papers on the sidewalk, not only did everyone rush past without stopping, but the driver of a car wanting to get past us from the street and into the parking garage leaned on his horn while we scrambled to pick up our papers and get out of his way.
A colleague and I were talking about this Reader’s Digest article yesterday and I tried to articulate why I think the impression that Ottawa is rude is wrong. I’d tried to do that when I wrote a rebuttal to a Letter to the Editor in the Ottawa Citizen a couple of months ago but, well, I don’t know how well that went over.
The idea of extreme rudeness in Ottawa crops up regularly in articles, blogs, and discussion boards, not to mention in casual conversation. The first time I came to Ottawa, I left with the impression that the people were horribly rude and lacking in common courtesy. I resisted moving up here for more than a decade simply because I couldn’t imagine myself living among such coldness. Since moving up here, though, I’ve discovered that Ottawa is a city where you get what you put out. If you are friendly and open, you will usually get friendliness and openness in return (not counting drivers — road rage is universal LOL).
It’s as though the governmental nature of the city has crept into the bones of the residents so that they have to follow some unwritten protocol when interacting with others — if they’re unsure how to interact with you, they default to aloof (all the better to not to do anything that might offend). But rarely have I ever had my friendliness met with rudeness. So, for me, I get from the city’s inhabitants what I share with them.
What are your experiences? Do you think Ottawans are rude? Misunderstood?