You know you just moved to SF from seattle if:
- you find yourself saying "what, 74 and sunny AGAIN?! <sigh>"
- you're still suprised every time you see hard liquor in the grocery store
- you can't believe the high number of cheap, nasty, indigenous, greasy-spoon restaurants and the fact that this restaurant-snob town can support them
- you forget that you can drink in public
- you go to order coffee using starbucks terminology and get either:
a) the wrong drink or b) a snotty correction of how you're supposed to say it
- you go to breakfast at 9:30 am on a weekend and you're surprised that there isn't a one hour wait for a table
- you're shocked to see bicycles used as transportation instead of status symbols
- you order the "hot" salsa at the mexican place and regret it for the next
- 2 days...
- you stand on top of twin peaks and have the revelation that the Pacific NW DOES NOT have the market cornered on natural beauty
- you can take a real mass transit system ANYWHERE
- you're stuck on MUNI *again* and you find yourself longing for that stanky old bullet-ridden #7
- you're shocked that red peppers cost less in the dead of winter than they did in Seattle during July
- you're not completely surrounded by white people all day long
- voting takes longer than an SAT because of all the initiatives and 'supervisor' positions on the ballot
- you're shocked at "respectable" people's willingness to make racist jokes. you're even more shocked that these same people have friends of other races (unlike most of the ivory tower liberals you
knew in seattle).
- you quickly learn to drive fast, tailgate, go 85 miles an hour on the freeway, slowdown instead of stop at those octagonal red signs or risk never getting ANYWHERE.
- you're able to count on being able to just hail a cab from the street
- someone whizzes past you at 25 mph on rollerblades down market street against the traffic
- speaking a foreign language doesn't make you special
- you forego a trip to a quaint nearby neighborhood restaurant because you don't want to lose this killer parking spot you found.
- your rent is now more than a seattle mortgage payment.
- you keep calling the Assembly the House, and the city Supervisors the city Council
- your pay is now high enough that you'll be able to retire to seattle in 5 years and pay cash for your house.
- you're astounded that bill gates and boeing aren't really worthy of being on the cover of the newspaper every goddamned day
- anything that impacts the gay community is front page news
- there's something to do after 1:45am. EVERY NIGHT OF THE WEEK.
- you're in a gay bar and there's more people getting busy than there are standing around staring at each other like morons.
- you're at the DMV and the craggy old white lady working there effortlessly switches into Espanol to explain to the immigrant worker that he's missing 4 pieces of ID and a note from his mother before he can
get his tabs renewed.
- you come home from a bar shocked and pleasantly surprised that your clothes don't reek of smoke
- you begin to realize that a gym membership is not a yuppie status symbol: it's something that EVERYONE has (some people have 2). you're even more surprised that you can have 2 gym memberships in SF for the
price of one in seattle
- you walk down castro and they're having the 3rd angry protest march so far this week...
- everyone has, at some point, worked for Apple computer just like everyone in seattle, at some point, has worked for microsoft
- you're convinced that they purposely named streets with difficult-to-pronounce names in order to help locals spot out of towners: (e.g., Duboce, Noe, Taraval, Gough, Sansome, Dore)
- you think you're going to get sick of looking at the Golden Gate bridge but that never seems to happen
- you begin to lose your NW eco-righteousness when you see that even public trashcans have recycling bin on them
- there are REAL computer stores in downtown
- a new high-end designer boutique can open in downtown and we don't have to have a "Town Meeting" episode dedicated to what that might mean for our "culture"
- you actually see people dressed to the 9s just to go out for a drink
- you can get 380,00 people onto the street for Halloween, or for ANYTHING for that matter...
- you find yourself wondering, "which of these suburbs is the favorite target for Kent/Auburn/Lynnwood-esque redneck jokes?"
- you can actually get good chinese food
- you can visit a world class museum without having to get on an airplane
- sitting on your front steps is more likely to get you laid in SF than going to a bathouse in seattle
- you can buy a "fixer-upper" for half a million dollars
- straight people treat you better than fellow gay people do -- especially in stores and restaurants.
- you find yourself actually becoming homophobic due to gay "oversaturation"
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