Rudeness

Some of the nicest, friendliest people I've ever encountered were Canadians. In Canada. I always had a positive opinion and impression of Torontonians until today. I spent a couple of hours at some mall off the 401 - I forget the name. (It's near the Dufferin exit). We were jostled and pushed and bumped numerous times - which isn't necessarily horrible, but Jesus H. Christ, can't people at least say "sorry" any more? The people at IKEA in Etobicoke were bastards too, come to think of it. This one Russian-speaking family just rammed their 10-foot long box-filled-with-unknown-but-long-furniture-item into my wife's back. Not so much as a how-dee-doo. Ugh.