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After getting my license in West Texas. I had to fly through DFW air space. I was a bit nervous but determined to do this thing. It was a bright clear day so, away I went radio chattering. I was flying a Cessna 180 and I was alone. Upon entering control airspace I contacted the controller and gave him a little too much information very quickly and very nervously. I must have gotten handed off to another controller because a thick Texas accent came back and asked, "This is your first time through here"? I answered that it was. Next question, "Ink dry on the license yet"? "Yes sir", said I. "Do ya know what them numbers on that fancy compass mean"? "Yes Sir", was my reply. "Does that altimeter work in your aircraft"? "Yes Sir", again was the reply. "Do ya know what BIG airplanes look like"? "Listen to me, stay out of the way of those BIG airplanes and this will be a day at the beach". Then he began to bark orders at me and I obeyed. All in all it was a great experience.