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Since there's been quite a few threads destined to start arguments, I thought we could do something a little more relaxed and fun.
Since I live in Westchester County, I guess I'll do some Westchester.
You know you're from Westchester when...
The students in your school drive nicer cars than the teachers.
You tried to use the metro-north commuter pass of your parents when going to the city with friends, only to have the conductor point out that it is a commuter pass for a member of the opposite sex.
You say that you are 15 minutes outside the city, regardless of where you live.
You drove a Honda in 10th Grade and everyone called it the "Ghettomobile."
Your parents (knowingly) supplied the alcohol for your last big party.
Your sixteenth birthday present: Jeep, or your mom's old BMW.
You know you have to act tough when going to The Galleria, or else you might get shot.
A trip into NYC for a day is your idea of "getting away from it all."
You think anyone who lives south of New Jersey is a hick.
The cleaning lady had to teach you to do your laundry when you went away to college.
You have to schedule in time to see your father.
(Girls only) 116 lbs=fat as a cow.
You're homophobic.
You're scared of New Rochelle (Wykagyl excluded) and Mt. Vernon.
I live in San Diego but grew up in the Bay Area so..
You know you're from the Bay Area when:
Your co-worker tells you she has 8 body piercings but none are visible.
When someone says TENDERLOIN - you don't think of steak. You think of danger.
You make over $100,000 and still can't afford a house.
You can't remember....is pot illegal?
You've been to more than one baby shower that has two mothers and a sperm donor.
You have a very strong opinion where your coffee beans are grown and can taste the difference between Sumatran and Ethiopian.
A really great parking space can move you to tears.
You know that anyone wearing shorts in April is just visiting from Ohio.
You assume every company offers domestic partner benefits.
Your boss runs in "The Bay to Breakers"....it's the first time you have seen him nude.
Your child's 3rd grade teacher has two pierced ears, a nose ring and is named "Breeze." And, after telling that to a friend, they still need to ask if the teacher is male or female.
You are thinking of taking an adult class but you can't decide between yoga, aromatherapy, conversational Mandarin or a building your own website class.
You haven't been to Fisherman's Wharf since the first month you moved to SF and you couldn't figure out how to drive to Coit Tower if your life depended on it.
A man walks on MUNI in full leather regalia and crotchless chaps. You don't notice.
A woman walks on MUNI with live poultry. You don't notice.
You think any guy with a George Clooney haircut must be visiting from the Midwest.
You know that any woman with a George Clooney haircut is not a tourist.
You keep a list of companies to boycott.
Your hairdresser is straight, your plumber is gay, the woman who delivers your mail is straight and your Mary Kay Lady is a guy in drag.
You know you're from Northeastern Pennsylvania when...
You smile and wave to your neighbors in your subdivision but then gossip about them behind their backs.
You think a $30,000 salary is "big bucks."
You think college is a waste of money.
You grip your purse more tightly when you see a young African-American male approaching you.
You think "diversity" means either Italian-American or Irish-American.
You live in a gated community in a township that has had only one homicide in the past fifty years.
You are employed at a distribution center and drive a BMW.
You are suspicious of local politicians but continue to vote straight Democrat on Election Day.
You run out to the store the day before a "blizzard" of 2-4 inches of snow to buy milk, bread, and eggs for your very own French toast party!
You are an outspoken homophobe in public but secretly cruise online gay personals sites.
You think Scranton is "the big city."
You claim that all malls are built on very large hills by saying "I'm going up da mall," even if you live at a higher elevation to the north.
You resent people in NJ and NY for making more money than you do and for having a higher IQ.
You prefer to eat at Olive Garden or Buca di Beppo over the dozens of classic mom-and-pop Italian eateries.
You think all Mexicans are "dem der illegals."
You gripe about your "high" property taxes of $1,500 per year.
You gripe about traffic congestion but refuse to carpool or take mass transit.
You live two hours from Manhattan or Philly but have only ever been to each perhaps a few times in your lifetime.
You drive for fifty miles with your blinker on the entire time.
You stop at yield signs and yield at stop signs.
You drive 55 in a 55-zone in the left-hand lane on the freeways.
You smoke two packs a day, buy lottery tickets, booze, etc. and then whine about being "poor."
You think wearing grungy sweat pants to the mall is sexy.
You think AC/DC is "new hit music."
You dream of "the good 'ole days" while selling out your Main Streets to Wal-Mart.
You are childless and drive a large gas-guzzling SUV "because I can."
You think any man who takes care of his appearance is automatically a "flamer."
You think being a Roman Catholic makes your superior to your Protestant neighbors.
You blame "da mayor" for all of your own personal shortcomings in life.
You didn't even know "The Office" was set in Scranton, yet thousands of tourists do.
You ask "Innernet? What's that?"
You proudly display an "OBX" license plate on the front of your vehicle without ever having visited NC.
You display a Confederate flag bumper sticker without ever having visited the South.
You will vote for Sen. Hillary Clinton but not for Sen. Barack Obama "because he's black."
You are a registered Democrat yet are pro-life, pro-guns, pro-death penalty, anti-environment, and anti-gay civil rights.
You have taken your children trick-or-treating at corner bars.
You save $0 for your retirement and then expect the government to bail you out as you whine about being on a fixed income.
You have lived in the same town your entire life.
You still have a television with "rabbit ears."
You develop cancer, along with everyone else in your neighborhood, at some point in your lifetime, while the DEP shrugs its shoulders and says "no big deal."
You go to church mainly just to gossip about who's not in church.
Since someone already did San Diego and Atl and I'm moving to Roanoke soon, I'll do one for Va so I'll be in the know (although none of these make sense to me yet!)
You know you are from Virginia if...
Speed limits are just suggestions
You have at least two friends who have no idea what their relatives do...because its "top secret" government work
Most of your senior class wend to Mason, JMU, Tech, VCU or UVA
When people ask where you're from, you tell them DC because its easier to explain
You've never told someone you're from Virginia without putting "northern," "central," or "southern" in front of it (See above.)
It's not actually tailgating unless your bumper is touching the car in front of you.
You know yellow light means at least 5 more cars can get through. (Yeah, man...at least. Probably also happens everywhere else.) A red light means 2 more can.
You actually know what the black boxes at stoplights are for.
Despite the fact that Virginia fought for the south in the Civil War, you are not, under any circumstances, a "southerner"
You are amused by visiting relatives who are actually excited to see Washington, DC
You took a field trip to Williamsburg as a kid
You are amazed when you go out of town and the people at McDonalds speak English
You or someone in your family has a Smart Tag
An inch of snow and you miss 3 days of school
All the potholes just add a little excitement to your driving experience
Crown Victoria = undercover cop
Subway is a fast food place. The transportation system is known as Metro, and only Metro.
They just tore down the old farm house across the street and put 12 new McMansions in its place
For the cost of your house, you could own a small town in Iowa
If you stay on the same road long enough, it will eventually have three new names.
You have to dial the area code to call your neighbor
"Vacation" means spending a day at King's Dominion or Busch Gardens.
"Going to the River" means any stream with water.
You have never been served tea without the waitress asking "sweet or unsweetened?"
Your favorite past time is telling West Virginia jokes.
Anyone who can't trace his or her ancestry back to at least four generations in Virginia is an outsider.
"Going to the beach" means going to Virginia Beach, Hatteras, or Nags Head.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Virginia.
Although I'm thinking this one might be more geared toward nova?
this is all tongue in cheek and just comical observations and stereotypes and not really meant to stir debate....
...ok...sorry for asking a question
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