you know you’re a Seattleite in Paris when…part deux

Here’s the second part of my composite You know you’re a Seattleite in Paris when list. On a completely unrelated note, the weather is very nice today in Paris (nice for February at least). If this keeps up, we may be in for an early summer.

• When you're discussing rainforests and volcanoes, you're NOT talking about Hawaii.


• You remember the Kingdome. (I was working in Pioneer Square when it was imploded)


• You have tried to forget about WTO. (WTO was a serious pain in the butt, I took the bus to work at the time and the bus couldn’t go through downtown because of the protestors.)


• The guy at 8:30 am at Starbucks wearing the baseball cap and sunglasses who looks like Phyllis Diller is really a tranny named Eva Destruction that used to play with Hole. (this one doesn’t apply, but I had to leave it in just for the humor)


• Your mayor is straight, 1/2 your friends are gay, the man who delivers your mail has a bumper sticker that reads "when they pry it from my cold dead fingers....", and your Burger World drive thru order taker was a computer millionaire last week. (ok, maybe a bit longer than last week)


• You consider Boulogne, Neuilly, Saint-Denis etc to be the countryside. I mean, Porte de Versailles or Porte de la Villette mean there IS a door, and therefore an outside and an inside, right? (not the countryside, but they are definitely not the city)


• You know that a martini means a martini, and not that gross vermouth and gin mixture.


• You find it normal that someone is randomly peeing in the street. (unfortunate but true)


• You peed in the street at least once in your life. (this was in a city in southeastern France, not Paris)


• You're surprised when someone holds the door for you at the subway exit. (or any door for that matter)


• You're even more surprised when a sales person asks if you're looking for something in particular. Actually that would never happen. (this has never happened to me in France)


• "Putain", "bordel", "merde" or the ever famous "putain de bordel de merde" are not considered "bad words".


• You know that Paris is not a city, it's an attitude. (and what an attitude…)