Or you could make sure you have bottled water, canned food, and a radio with batteries, that way you won't have to go outside to chat with that nice family who moved here last year from Madison, Wisconsin and who'll SLIT YOUR THROAT FOR A STALE BAG OF GOLDFISH CRACKERS.

In fairness, I'm from Portland, and the concept of inane sidewalk banter amongst neighbors just for the sake of it drives me crazy with contempt.

So fear thee not, Eastern Refugee-- you shall be accepted in our fair city in all your anti-social, can't-be-bothered, head-down and stiff-upper-lip glory.

The native NW 'tude is "nice", not "friendly". There is a difference.

Any person you meet who is instantly genuinely friendly is from the Mid-west. A person who acts outwardly friendly until you realize they are actually cold and judgmental underneath is from California. A person who gives a quick smile or hello before ducking back into their den and pulling the shades just may be an actual Oregonian.

The Wi-Fi will be in overload?

Blabby pretty much summed this one up.

I think your neighbors are just really confused because they moved to the wrong Brooklyn and are stunned into silence that they have to settle for warmed slices of subpar pizza.

Goldfish crackers can go stale?

And just think what they'd do for the Velveeta, Aestro.

I try to keep my head down, not make eye contact, and keep moving when in a crowd. Apartment living, and have no desire to get to know my neighbors. It was not always that way, I developed these skills for survival.

This is Oregon Anon, our social patterns in public crossings consist of us ignoring each other by focusing on pushing the cross walk button a thousand times until it changes, just so we can get to the other side faster than you.
1) Because its raining.
2) So we can continue to not talk to you.

In result of a major disaster, we will however shag each other on stairs in a attest to acknowledge our friendly ways. Until then, steps of a baby shall be taken.

I've accepted there will always be people glad for an apocalypse just so i have to talk to them.

And i have to admit i will have some joy at the disappointment they will experience as they finally hear me blather.

Learn to swim!

Any of youse come near me post-disaster, and I'll fuckin kill ya.

i live out in the sticks, & my neighbors on both sides have a large stock of "hunting rifles". i have considered this scenario, I,A. And, due to the fact that we all hate one another with a vengeance, i see my survival factor being nil. That's cool, at least it will be quick.
But, i fully support the promotion of good will amongst humans. Just not the ones that i live by. Cheers!

Wow....ALL FOR NONE AND NONE FOR ALL!

My attitude towards neighbors changed a lot when I bought a house. These people can be the longest of the ltrs. Every one of mine is wacky and entertains me constantly so I am glad that I know them well. Plus the elderly ones are veterans with guns and a 2 week stock of food and they've already told me that when the big one comes I'm covered.

Pork chop- Dude, didn't you see The Road? Your neighbors want to eat you!

After nearly a year in a new place, I finally met one of my neighbors when he borrowed $20 from me a week ago. I guess I'll never have to see him again.