I blame this on Jen
|Courtesy of Jen's post on being from South Jersey, I had to check Blogthings for their list of "You Know You're from Pittsbugh When..."|
"Hey Yunz Guyz" is your traditional greeting. Well, not really, but I know plenty of people who do say it
You know the time and location of every Wing Night in a 10 mile radius. And you know the best ones in the world are from the Lube (The original location, thank you)
You know the location of the following towns, know someone from them and have spent time there: Monongahela, Altoona, Bethlehem, Ligonier, Harmony, and Wilmerding. Hee. When I was a kid, we used to go to YMCA events at the Y in Wilmerding.
You've memorized lines from the movie "Flashdance".
If you're a guy, your biggest fear is seeing your best friend drive into the "fruit loop". Your second biggest fear is seeing him drive out with Kordel Stewart.
If you're a girl, you're biggest fear is getting hit on by a hairy-chested man, heavily weighted in gold chains, who refers to his friends as "junior" at Chauncey's.
Your latest cultural experience: On your way to partying at Slippery
Rock University, having to stop your car to let the Amish buggy cross the street. Slippery Rock, hell. I went to college in New Wilmington. They went by our dorm windows all the time.
As your out-of-town friends brag about their latest trips to Europe, you think to yourself, "Polish Hill will suffice."
You eat out at least once a week at a mafia-owned Italian pizza parlor.
Your father has worked for the same company for over 20 years.
You don't see what all the hype is about Disney World when Kennywood is just around the corner. Kennywood - my first amusement park love. The Thunderbolt will always be #1 in my heart.
You're having a hard time on where to take your date out for dinner and a night on the town: - "meat on a stick" in the south side and the guzzling IC Light at Jack's... Or splitting an order of "O fries" and guzzling IC Light at Peter's Pub. I was just telling some people about O fries tonight.
" N at' " is eloquently added to the end of every sentence.
You've taken deliberate field trips to the Andy Warhol museum.
You water ski on the Youghiogheny River Lake.
You feel the only good bands out there are Donny Iris, Joe Grushecky, The Blue Oyster Cult, and of course.... Rusted Root. I was terribly excited when going to see Ice Age and Root was on the soundtrack.
You're more worried about Jerome Bettis's health than your own.
You own more than one original Terrible Towel.
You don't understand what all the hype is about for Rolling Rock beer. You've been drinking it for years, although Penn Pilsner is better. Technically, I'm a Yuengling girl.
You consider a great vacation a trip to Conneaut Lake or Lake Erie. For something a little more exotic, a trip to the Jersey shore.
You're 35 years old, have never been outside of Allegheny County, and don't see the need to leave.
You only own four spices: salt, pepper, Heinz ketchup, and the bottle of Trappey's Red Devil you swiped from Primanti's.
For the life of you, you can't understand why your all your out-of-town friends don't get the "fries and cole slaw" thing... I've actually seen this on a menu as a "Pittsburgh-style sandwich".
You have 101 favorite recipes for kolbasi and sauerkraut. Um...that would be KIELBASA.
Words like: hoagie; chipped ham; pop; and gumband actually mean something to you. Yup.
You can use the phrase "Firehall Wedding" and not even bat an eye.
You walk carefully when it is "slippy" outside.
You often go down to the "crick".
You have to "red up", before company comes over.
You've ever gotten hurt by falling into a "jaggerbush".
You know that Ahia is a river, a boulevard, and a state.
You've ever "warshed" or "wershed" the laundry.
You know you can't drive too fast on back roads, cause-udda-deer.
You've drank an "Arn" .
You've told someone to "quit jaggin around".
You know that Clinton, Monaca, and Beaver, are actually names of towns. My freshman year college roomie was from Monaca, actually.
You've called someone a 'jaggoff'.
You hear "you guyses", or "yins" and don't think twice.
You hate Cleveland, although you've never been there.
You drink "pop", eat "hoagies", pierogies, and gyros(jy-rows).
You know what a still mill is.
You can find Zillionopal on a map. And you know it is spelled Zelienople.
You go 'food shoppin' at 'Jine Iggle'.
You believe that "Ize" is the abbreviaton for "I was.
You know someone from 'Sliberty, E-sliberty, or Wesliberty.
You know the Pittsburgh Zoo is in 'Hilinpark' and have been there for school field trips.
You know what is meant by "The Point".
Chipped ham was always in your refrigerator when you were growing up. Always. Only kind of ham I liked as a kid.
Too funny. Mostly because, well, too true. I've been away long enough that I've lost some of it, but I do still recognize the traits.
And they forgot a few:
Your Halloween costume was adaptable on the spot for any weather conditions from snow to 80 degrees.
You know what a Pickle Pin is, and you own one from a tour of the Heinz factory at some point.
You regularly drop the words "to be" from sentences ("The car needs washed" instead of "The car needs to be washed"), and you never had an English teacher correct you.