Subject: You Know You Are In San Francisco, When...
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Mon Apr 07 2003 - 03:08:55 EDT
"You Know You Are In San Francisco, When..."
Your co-worker tells you she/he has 8 body
piercings but none are visible.
You make over $100,000 a year and still can't
afford a house.
You take a bus and are shocked that 2 people
are carrying on a conversation in English.
Someone says TENDERLOIN - you don't think
of steak.
You never bother looking at the MUNI line schedule
because you know the drivers have never seen it.
You can't remember....is pot illegal?
You have a very strong opinion where your coffee
beans are grown and can taste the difference
between Sumatra and Ethiopian.
A really great parking space can move you to tears.
You know that anyone wearing shorts in July must
be visiting from Ohio.
You assume every company offers domestic
partner benefits.
Your boss runs in "The Bay to Breakers"....and
it's not the first time you have seen him/her 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, your friend still needs
to ask if the teacher is male or female.
You are thinking of taking an adult class but you
can't decide between yoga, aroma therapy,
conversational mandarin or a building your own
web site 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 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.
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