I recently came back to new york. getting off the plane in jfk i went to an information desk to ask about train times. before i even glimpsed the woman behind the counter, i started bracing myself for an unhappy encounter.
i was not disappointed. the woman behind the counter could barely look up from texting on her cell phone to give me an answer. when i asked a more detailed question, she clicked her inch long finger nails along the desk top in disgust, handed me a pamphlet, and gave me a look that said "no more questions".
i'm not saying that women are necessarily more or less friendly or happy in either country. however as far as service is concerned, i came to expect a higher level of engagement and warmth in buenos aires. the motives behind the warmth may seem, at times, questionable, but either way ill take it.
in both new york and bsas i tend to get about 15 different answers to the same question every time i try to get something done. of course in ny everything eventually happens at a much faster pace, but there is something comforting about the porteno tendency to play to their own beat.