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tenlittlebullets) wrote2004-06-20 09:58 pm
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slappytanker: Use your search engine of choice to find a list of "You know you're from _______ when" (insert your location) and bold all the ones that apply to you.
You know you're from DC when...
You say you're from DC, but you actually live in VA or MD but are too tired to explain where.
You don't consider exploding man hole covers to be an unusual occurrence.
You know where the Pentagon really is but never bother to correct anyone about its location.
When it takes you 45 minutes to drive 3 miles on I-66, 95, 395, 495, 50, 123, 29, or 270, it's a pretty good day.
When there are at least 15 ways to get everywhere and you know which way to go based on the weather, time of day, current political climate, terrorism, road closures, and whether you are coming or going.
When you get a person's phone number, you get their home number AND their cell phone number AND work number AND work e-mail AND personal e-mail AND either put it in your own cell phone or in your palm pilot.
When you pay more money in parking tickets in a year than you do in medical bills, college costs and rent combined. (Ha, I'm still a teenager and don't pay bills. And can't parallel park yet.)
You don't need a dictionary and a Ph.D.. to read and comprehend the parking signs and regulations.
You know that driving through Georgetown, you will hear the music of the car next to you louder than you can hear your own.
When "I got stuck behind a motorcade" is a common and real excuse for being late.
When 'finding a parking space' actually becomes an appointment on your calendar. (E.g. 7:00-8:00 Gym, 8:30-9:00PM - find a parking space, 9:00-10:30PM - Dinner reservations.)
When you meet someone else from the DC area and the first thing you ask them is where they went to school and what they do for a living.
When you've never once been to Wal-Mart and don't even know if there is one.
When you say you're going to the mall and you don't mean shopping.
When you know the Old Post Office doesn't sell stamps, yet point tourists there anyway.
When you can take the Metro to another state.
When you will never refer to the 'Metro' as the 'subway'.
When you elbow tourists out of the way on the metro escalators to 'gently' remind them to WALK LEFT, STAND RIGHT.
When you actually block out time in your schedule for the escalator ride at Dupont Circle, Rosslyn or Tenleytown.
When going to work early means being there by 9:00AM.
When you don't bat an eye at 500 politicians and businessmen in suits running like their lives depended on it just to catch a metro that will be followed by another in 90 seconds.
When the 90 year old woman trying to physically battle the metro door to get in after it's closed, seems to be behaving in a 'perfectly normal' manner.
When you call it Targét, not Target, and are well aware that the one in Alexandria is just a 'tad different'. (... heh.)
When Washington National Airport is and will always be "WASHINGTON NATIONAL", not Reagan National". And you know its in Virginia and don't waste time trying to explain that to out of towners.
When you're either a Lawyer, Lobbyist, Politician, Student or IT professional and seem confused and perplexed when someone informs you they don't fit one of the above categories.
When you can tell by people's cars where they live and maybe even what neighborhood.
When you claim that there's nothing to do on a weekend night even when you have the entire nation's capitol to explore.
When you dress like you're going out to a club, but you just drive around Georgetown instead. (Drive... around... Georgetown? You have got to be shitting me.)
When you have the metro map memorized, yet act like you don't know when someone asks you how to get to Metro Center.
When you meet someone else who says they're from the DC area and you realize they live two hours away from you.
When you notice that there's been construction on the same stretch of highway for the past 5 years and you never see anyone working on it.
When you know you've crossed into Northern Virginia, without ever seeing a sign, only because your speedometer goes from 60 to 0.
When the few times you have gotten lost in DC you have somehow ALWAYS ended up in Anacostia and every road out somehow leads back to Anacostia.
When people from outside the area are thrown off by your sarcasm.
When people from outside the area are constantly telling you to 'slow down' and 'relax'.
When you realize that I-395 is Northern Virginia's version of NASCAR. We don't watch it, we just do it.
When there is no such thing as North, South, East, or West on the beltway, it's just go "that" way! (Inner Loop/Outer Loop)
When you go anywhere on the Eastern Shore, Rehoboth, Dewey, Ocean City, Skyline Drive, or the Outer Banks for vacation and everyone you meet is from DC.
Wow. I'm more stereotypical DC than I thought. Hehehe.
slappytanker: Use your search engine of choice to find a list of "You know you're from _______ when" (insert your location) and bold all the ones that apply to you.You know you're from DC when...
You say you're from DC, but you actually live in VA or MD but are too tired to explain where.
You don't consider exploding man hole covers to be an unusual occurrence.
You know where the Pentagon really is but never bother to correct anyone about its location.
When it takes you 45 minutes to drive 3 miles on I-66, 95, 395, 495, 50, 123, 29, or 270, it's a pretty good day.
When there are at least 15 ways to get everywhere and you know which way to go based on the weather, time of day, current political climate, terrorism, road closures, and whether you are coming or going.
When you get a person's phone number, you get their home number AND their cell phone number AND work number AND work e-mail AND personal e-mail AND either put it in your own cell phone or in your palm pilot.
When you pay more money in parking tickets in a year than you do in medical bills, college costs and rent combined. (Ha, I'm still a teenager and don't pay bills. And can't parallel park yet.)
You don't need a dictionary and a Ph.D.. to read and comprehend the parking signs and regulations.
You know that driving through Georgetown, you will hear the music of the car next to you louder than you can hear your own.
When "I got stuck behind a motorcade" is a common and real excuse for being late.
When 'finding a parking space' actually becomes an appointment on your calendar. (E.g. 7:00-8:00 Gym, 8:30-9:00PM - find a parking space, 9:00-10:30PM - Dinner reservations.)
When you meet someone else from the DC area and the first thing you ask them is where they went to school and what they do for a living.
When you've never once been to Wal-Mart and don't even know if there is one.
When you say you're going to the mall and you don't mean shopping.
When you know the Old Post Office doesn't sell stamps, yet point tourists there anyway.
When you can take the Metro to another state.
When you will never refer to the 'Metro' as the 'subway'.
When you elbow tourists out of the way on the metro escalators to 'gently' remind them to WALK LEFT, STAND RIGHT.
When you actually block out time in your schedule for the escalator ride at Dupont Circle, Rosslyn or Tenleytown.
When going to work early means being there by 9:00AM.
When you don't bat an eye at 500 politicians and businessmen in suits running like their lives depended on it just to catch a metro that will be followed by another in 90 seconds.
When the 90 year old woman trying to physically battle the metro door to get in after it's closed, seems to be behaving in a 'perfectly normal' manner.
When you call it Targét, not Target, and are well aware that the one in Alexandria is just a 'tad different'. (... heh.)
When Washington National Airport is and will always be "WASHINGTON NATIONAL", not Reagan National". And you know its in Virginia and don't waste time trying to explain that to out of towners.
When you're either a Lawyer, Lobbyist, Politician, Student or IT professional and seem confused and perplexed when someone informs you they don't fit one of the above categories.
When you can tell by people's cars where they live and maybe even what neighborhood.
When you claim that there's nothing to do on a weekend night even when you have the entire nation's capitol to explore.
When you dress like you're going out to a club, but you just drive around Georgetown instead. (Drive... around... Georgetown? You have got to be shitting me.)
When you have the metro map memorized, yet act like you don't know when someone asks you how to get to Metro Center.
When you meet someone else who says they're from the DC area and you realize they live two hours away from you.
When you notice that there's been construction on the same stretch of highway for the past 5 years and you never see anyone working on it.
When you know you've crossed into Northern Virginia, without ever seeing a sign, only because your speedometer goes from 60 to 0.
When the few times you have gotten lost in DC you have somehow ALWAYS ended up in Anacostia and every road out somehow leads back to Anacostia.
When people from outside the area are thrown off by your sarcasm.
When people from outside the area are constantly telling you to 'slow down' and 'relax'.
When you realize that I-395 is Northern Virginia's version of NASCAR. We don't watch it, we just do it.
When there is no such thing as North, South, East, or West on the beltway, it's just go "that" way! (Inner Loop/Outer Loop)
When you go anywhere on the Eastern Shore, Rehoboth, Dewey, Ocean City, Skyline Drive, or the Outer Banks for vacation and everyone you meet is from DC.
Wow. I'm more stereotypical DC than I thought. Hehehe.