We were visiting relatives in NJ. The local gas station is run and owned by Sikhs. The older guy carries his curved knife on a sash thing. The younger cousin thinks he is “scary”. I tried to explain it to her - but....
I had to admit - he wasn’t talkative or very friendly.
The Sikh who owns the rural ‘Stop n Rob’ a couple of
miles from my home makes a point of knowing all of
his regular customers by name and those customers are
spread all over the countryside. He has introduced me
to several people I would have never met otherwise. But
like any group there is bound to be a downer or two.