You know you're from____ when.....

[JanaknJanet 0]

Saw this posted in a different post specific to ones husbands country.. thought it would be fun to see what others come up with ...

INDIA...

You Know You're Indian When...

Your dad is some sort of engineer or doctor.

You know what's going to happen in every Hindi movie before it happens

You arrive one or two hours late to a party and think it's normal.

You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone's house.

Your parents don't realize phone connections to foreign countries have improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their lungs when making long distance calls.

Your relatives alone could populate a small city.

Everyone is a family friend.

You know no one who has studied music.

You eat onions with everything.

You use chilli sauce instead of tomato ketchup.

You order Indian food in your own language to impress the people you're with but the waiters don't understand you.

You always say "open the light" instead of "turn the light on".

You secure your baggage with a rope.

You're walking out of customs with your trolley at the airport and you see all twenty-five members of your family who have come to pick you up.

You go back to your parents' country and people treat you like a member of...the royal family.

You're parents would freak out if your sister wore a crop top baring her midriff...but wearing a sari is perfectly acceptable

Your parents call all your friends "Beta" whether they are Indian or not

Either you really like Indians of the opposite sex or you can't stand them

Your mother measures wealth in gold and diamonds

A horoscope must decide your wedding date

You have cousins you have never met, whose names you don't know, but who insist they're related to you, even though they bear NO resemblance to...anyone YOU know.

You notice that whenever you go to another Indian's house, your parents always talk about work and business.

The second you pull out of someone's driveway, your parents start talking...about them.

No one ever seems to call ahead of time to say they are coming over for a visit.

You're proud to be Indian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Indian friends!

[Reba 2]

You know you're Canadian if :

You stand in "line-ups" or "queues" (in Victoria, BC) at the movie, not lines.

You're not offended by the term, "** Milk".

You understand the sentence, "Could you please pass me a serviette, I just spilled my BOWL OF POUTINE" !

You eat chocolate bars instead of candy bars.

You drink pop, not soda.

You had a Prime Minister who wasn't fluent in either of the official languages (English & French).

You know what it means to be 'on the pogey'.

You know that a mickey and 2-4's mean "Party at the camp, eh?!"

You can drink legally while still a teen.

You talk about the weather with strangers and friends alike.

You don't know or care about the fuss with Cuba, it's just a cheap place to travel with very good cigars (and no Americans!).

When there is a social problem, you turn to your government to fix it, instead of telling them to stay out of it.

You're not sure if the leader of your nation has EVER had sex and you don't WANT to know if he has!

You get milk in bags as well as cartons and plastic jugs.

Pike is a type of fish, not some part of a highway.

You drive on a highway, not a freeway.

You know what a Robertson screwdriver is.

You have Canadian Tire money in your kitchen drawers.

You know that Mounties "don't always look like that."

You dismiss all beers under 6% as "for children and the elderly."

You know that the Friendly Giant isn't a vegetable product line.

You know that Casey and Finnegan are not a Celtic musical group.

You drive with your headlights on during the day (since 1989, all new cars have been fitted with "daytime running lights").

You participated in "Participaction."

You have an Inuit carving by your bedside with the rationale, "What's good enough protection for the Prime Minister is good enough for me."

You wonder why there isn't a 5 dollar coin yet.

Like any international assasin/terrorist/spy in the world, you possess a Canadian Passport.

You use a red pen on your non-Canadian textbooks and fill in the missing 'u's from labor, honor, color. etc.

You know the French equivalents of "free", "prize", and "no sugar added", thanks to your extensive education in bilingual cereal packaging.

You are excited whenever an American television show mentions Canada.

You make a mental note to talk about it at work the next day.

You can do all the hand actions to Sharon, Lois and Bram's "Skin-a-ma-rinky-dinky-doo" opus.

You can eat more than one maple sugar candy without feeling nauseous.

You were mad at the CBC when "The Beachcombers" were taken off the air.

You know who "Relic" is/was.

You know what a touque is and you own one and often wear it.

You have heard of ... and have some cherished momento of Bob and Doug McKenzie.

You still sing the "Great White North" theme song with pride ... "coo-ooh-coocoo-coo-ooh-coocoo".

You know Toronto is NOT a province.

You never miss "Coach's Corner" during Hockey Night in Canada.

Back bacon and Kraft Dinner are two of your favourite food groups.

If you live in some of the colder Canadian provinces, your car has a cord and plug sticking out of the grill ... it's a block heater for those sub-zero (in Celsius) days.

You only know three spices: salt, pepper and ketchup.

You design your Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.

The mosquitoes have landing lights.

You have more kilometres on your snow blower than your car.

You have 10 favourite recipes for moose meat.

Canadian Tire Store on any Saturday is busier than most toy stores at Christmas.

You live in a house that has no front step, yet the door is one meter above the ground.

You've taken your kids trick-or-treating in a blizzard.

Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled in with frozen snow and slush.

You think sexy lingerie is tube-socks and a flannel nightie with only 8 buttons.

You owe more money on your snowmobile than your car.

The local paper covers national and international headlines on 2 pages, but requires 6 pages for hockey.

At least twice a year, the kitchen doubles as a meat processing plant.

The most effective mosquito repellent is a shotgun.

Your snowblower gets stuck on the roof.

You think the start of deer season is a national holiday.

You head South to go to your cottage.

You frequently clean grease off your barbecue so the bears won't prowl on your deck.

You know which leaves make good toilet paper now that there are no more dollar bills.

The major parish fund-raiser isn't bingo, it's sausage making.

You find -40C a little chilly.

The trunk of your car doubles as a portable deep freeze.

You attend a formal event in your best clothes, your finest jewellery and your Sorels.

You can play road hockey on skates.

You know 4 seasons: Winter, Still Winter, almost Winter and Construction.

The municipality buys a Zamboni before a bus.

You understand the Labatt Blue commercials.

You perk-up when you hear the theme from "Hockey Night in Canada".

You pronounce the last letter of the alphabet "zed" instead of "zee."

and ... You end some sentences with "eh," ... eh?

[JanaknJanet 0]

Portland Oregon

You Know You're From Portland, OR When...

Two-thirds of the people you know are from California, yet there is no sun.

You can list five reasons why Starbucks is evil.

You blame everything that's not right on ex-Californians.

You remember the date, severity, time of day, where you were, and how long you were out of power for every winter weather event for the last five years.

You know what and when the Columbus Day storm was. Bonus for having been there.

You go to a coffee bar and see two guys get into a fight over who makes the best India Pale Ale.

You own more than 10 articles of clothing that have microbreweries/brewpubs printed on them. Bonus for embroidered stuff.

You can go a whole week without seeing the sun or a person of color.

You have a bookstore, coffee bar, and brewpub all within walking distance of your house.

You think downtown is scary 'cause you were panhandled there ... once.

When the weather gets above 50 degrees you put on your shorts, but you still wear hiking boots and your parka.

When the weather gets above 60 you replace your hiking boots with sandals.

You think people who use umbrellas are wimps.

You can recount more than five anecdotes about why the East Side is a crime-infested jungle

... OR ...

You can list more than five reasons why the West Side is a boring, snobby, white-bread suburb.

You know what it is in between the East Side and the West Side, and how to pronounce it.

You are sitting at a red light surrounded by Subaru Legacy Outbacks.

A tree or mudslide has ever damaged your house or car.

You live equidistant to a symphony hall, a winery, and a volcano.

[tomica52 0]

Nice

[aussiewench 9]

You know you're an Aussie if....

Your next door neighbours can be from Tunisia, Israel, Indonesia, Japan, Zimbabwe, Iraq, Brazil, Spain, Malaysia...

You don't actually use the words 'sheila' or 'shrimp'.

You sleep with Aeroguard on.

You're wearing a cap emblazoned with 'Get A Dog Up Ya.'

You feel obliged to spread salty black stuff that looks like congealed motor oil on bread and actually grow to like it.

You think Tall Poppy Syndrome is a national condition.

Democracy means the freedom to draw caricatures of John Howard.

Your idea of a lethal weapon is a slug gun.

The closest you ever got to going overseas was your packet of 5 Days In Rio grundies.

A posh meal = an all-you-can-eat buffet.

The term "musical instrument" also extends to wobbly bits of ply-wood, hand saws, gum leafs and combs.

Your most offensive curse also doubles as an exclamation of awe or amazement, like, "fark orf!"

All of your internationally famous people don't live here.

You relish test cricket - the longest, slowest game in sport (and that's not even counting the replays). After all, what else gives you an excuse to sit on your ####### for five days, watch TV and sink piss with your mates?

You don't drink Fosters, but you let the world think you do.

The only thing better than beating the Pohms at ANY sport is giving them ###### for it.

You can compress several words into one - ie 'g'day', 'd'reckn?' This allows for more space for profanities.

Your nickname ends in 'a' or 'o'.

You have a customised stubby holder.

Your soap stars become pop singers and move to the UK.

You've ever used the words - grouse, tops, ripper, choice, sick, rad, exo, ace, wicked, ballistic - to mean good. And then you place 'bloody' in front of it when you really mean it.

Your cooking apron has plastic breasts on it.

The "Aussie Aussie Aussie! Oi oi oi!" chant has been a religious experience in the past.

The blokes at the local gym think your weight training is an opportunity to ask you out on a date.

The barbeque is a male-dominated arena. And the women do the salads.

An eight-hour trip to go camping for the weekend isn't out of the question or excessive.

Slick pick-up lines like 'Wanna shag?' and 'Carn, show us yer tits' can constitute male-to-female conversation.

You say 'no worries' quite often, whether you realise it or not.

You realise you have no Bill of Rights.

The first thing guaranteed to get eaten at parties is fairy bread.

So that's the special ingredients that make up an Aussie - whatever your taste.

[Neja 0]

You know you're Canadian if :

You pronounce the last letter of the alphabet "zed" instead of "zee."

I catch my self saying "zed" all the time and people are like "what?". This one girl I worked with even asked me what's a "zed"? She had no idea. I never realized how Canadian I was until moving here and noticing the Canadian words I use. My husband gets after me for saying pop instead of soda. He's like "There is no such thing as pop. what's pop?! It's called soda!". hehehe.

[Reba 2]

I just gave up trying to figure out the American words vs. Canadian words, if they can't understand what I'm saying, they can ask for translation

James is pretty good tho and understands most of the time and doesn't bother me about my accent. He's even said I don't have one. but the other day at work they were making fun of me because how I said the word "ice". I suppose if I had an accent like the locals here, it would be pronounced more like ahs than ice

[Fandango 1,439]

You know you're from England when....

You believe that Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday are all good nights for drinking. Sunday day is also entirely reasonable.

You're always a half an hour late to work ... no-one notices or cares.

Coming to work with a hangover is entirely accepted and indeed expected at least once a week.

You can actually give directions to some of those annoying tourists in Oxford Street!

You step over a drunk in the tube station rather than offering to help them.

You don't even bother looking out of the window when you get up in the morning to check what the day is like. You know it is overcast.

You can't remember what 'customer service' means.

After a big night out you find yourself looking for a Curry house

You finish every sentence with 'Cheers' or 'Yeah'.

You like English cuisine. I mean, it's hard to beat a full English breakfast.

You've bought a disposable baby BBQ from Tesco.

A day at the beach means wearing the warmest clothes you own while standing on golf ball-size pebbles and the thought of swimming doesn't even enter your head.

You always call soccer football and you have a team and it's not Manchester United.

You don't think twice about buying a packaged sandwich.

A sunny lunchtime means searching for a patch of grass and stripping off practically down to your underwear

You've accepted queuing as a way of life.

You despise the French (but then, who doesn't?).

This one had me laffin...omG so true!

You know you're from NYC when...

You say "the city" and expect everyone to know that this means Manhattan.

You have never been to the Statue of Liberty or the Empire State Building.

You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get from Columbus Circle to Battery Park at 3:30 on the Friday before a long weekend, but can’t find Wisconsin on a map.

Hookers and the homeless are invisible.

The subway makes sense.

You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language makes you multi-lingual.

You've considered stabbing someone just for saying "The Big Apple".

The most frequently used part of your car is the horn.

You call an 8' x 10' plot of patchy grass a yard.

You consider Westchester "upstate".

You think Central Park is "nature."

You see nothing odd about the speed of an auctioneer's speaking.

You're paying $1,200 for a studio the size of a walk-in closet and you think it's a "steal."

You've been to New Jersey twice and got hopelessly lost both times.

You pay more each month to park your car than most people in the U.S. pay in rent.

You haven't seen more than twelve stars in the night sky since you went away to camp as a kid.

You go to dinner at 9 and head out to the clubs when most Americans are heading to bed.

Your closet is filled with black clothes.

You haven't heard the sound of true absolute silence since the 80s, and when you did, it terrified you.

You pay $5 without blinking for a beer that cost the bar 28 cents.

You take fashion seriously.

Being truly alone makes you nervous.

You have 27 different menus next to your telephone.

Going to Brooklyn is considered a "road trip."

America west of the Hudson is still theoretical to you.

You've gotten jaywalking down to an art form.

You take a taxi to get to your health club to exercise.

Your idea of personal space is no one actually standing on your toes.

$50 worth of groceries fit in one paper bag.

You have a minimum of five "worst cab ride ever" stories.

You don't notice sirens anymore.

You live in a building with a larger population than most American towns.

Your doorman is Russian, your grocer is Korean your deli man is Israeli, your building super is Italian, your laundry guy is Chinese, your favorite bartender is Irish, your favorite diner owner is Greek, the watchseller on your corner is Senegalese, your last cabbie was Pakistani, your newsstand guy is Indian and your favorite falafel guy is Egyptian.

You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you.

You secretly envy cabbies for their driving skills.

You think $7.00 to cross a bridge is a fair price.

Your door has more than three locks.

Your favorite movie has DeNiro in it.

You consider eye contact an act of overt aggression.

You run when you see a flashing "Do Not Walk" sign at the intersection.

You're 35 years old and don't have a driver's license.

You ride in a subway car with no air conditioning just because there are seats available.

You're willing to take in strange people as roommates simply to help pay the rent.

There is no North and South. It's uptown or downtown.

When you're away from home, you miss "real" pizza and "real" bagels.

You know the differences between all the different Ray's Pizzas.

You're not in the least bit interested in going to Times Square on New Year's Eve.

Your internal clock is permanently set to know when Alternate Side of the Street parking regulations are in effect.

You know what a bodega is.

You know how to fold the New York Times in half, vertically, so that you can read it on the subway or bus without knocking off other passenger's hats.

Someone bumps into you, and you check for your wallet.....

You cringe at hearing people pronounce Houston St. like the city in Texas

Film crews on your block annoy you, not excite you.

Edited July 16, 2006 by LisaD

[Alex+R 0]

You know you're Canadian if :

You pronounce the last letter of the alphabet "zed" instead of "zee."

I catch my self saying "zed" all the time and people are like "what?". This one girl I worked with even asked me what's a "zed"? She had no idea. I never realized how Canadian I was until moving here and noticing the Canadian words I use. My husband gets after me for saying pop instead of soda. He's like "There is no such thing as pop. what's pop?! It's called soda!". hehehe.

hee hee, we say "pop" in the north midwest (or maybe just Minnesota) too! Actually as I read that list about Canadians, I realized... Minnesota should probably be part of Canada.

[iceyspots 0]

go canada

[Karen_L 1]

You know you are from New York City when...

- You drink cawfee and pet the dawg

- Everyone you know went to Catholic school growing up, even if they aren't Catholic, just because public schools in the outter boroughs are mostly bad news and Catholic private schools are affordable.

- You travel and tell people where you're from and you can tell that you're suddenly a lot cooler to them than you were a moment ago.

- On that note, people can tell where you're from by your accent.

- You always have to put more money/rides on your metrocard.

- You are well within walking distance of many things and when stuff is too far away, there's always a bus or train that will take you there; you can get by without a car.

- "Neighborhoods" are arranged according to ethnicity (though I think that happens all over the North East)

- You've seen someone "key" a car before and may have even thought that person deserved it.

- Stealing someone else's cab is morally akin to kidnapping a child -- completely deplorable and never to be done.

- You've been pressed up against people from EVERY corner of the globe while riding the train.

You know your fiance'/husband is Albanian when...

- He tells you crazy Communism stories.

- His name means something like "Good life" or "How beautiful" in Albanian.

- On that note, he suggests names for you future children that mean "Flower of Albania" and "Love of the Fathrland" etc. Either that, or he wants to name your future babies after soccer players you've never heard of.

- He learned to speak Italian as a child by watching pirated RAI Italian TV.

- He knows exactly where and how to obtain pirated music, videogames, movies, etc.

- At least one of his uncles has done time for murder. At least one of his cousins lives in England and has been arrested for theft.

- He hasn't been to a mosque since he was 3 years old, he drinks liquor, never read a single word of the Qu'ran and never prays, but... won't touch pork. That would be wrong

- When you tell people where he's from, they either say, "Where?" or else "I went to school with an Albanian kid. He... [set the school on fire], [beat up a teacher], [spray-painted the Albanian flag on the locker room walls], etc"

- At least one of his cousins owns a construction company.

- You call him up and he's at the beach... with his mom. Likewise, he drives his mother and grandmother around town so they can go shopping.

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[Sharon 1]

hee hee, we say "pop" in the north midwest (or maybe just Minnesota) too! Actually as I read that list about Canadians, I realized... Minnesota should probably be part of Canada.

God knows it gets cold enough in Minnesota in the winter to belong to Canada too haha

[Welshcookie 17]

You know you're from England when....

You call an 8' x 10' plot of patchy grass a yard.

*AHEM*..a garden actually....

[KarenCee 3]

go canada

Yeah!

[ceriserose 1]

You know you're Canadian if :

You know that Casey and Finnegan are not a Celtic musical group.

You still sing the "Great White North" theme song with pride ... "coo-ooh-coocoo-coo-ooh-coocoo".

This weekend I made reference to "tickle trunk" and had my husband staring at me poleaxed.

I also sang the "coo" part of that song at him.