While I have embraced the word “dude “{because dude just works}, complained about being “freezing” when the temperature was well above 50 degrees Fahrenheit, and added a ”the” before mentioning an interstate, still I am not sure I ever fully adapted to Orange County lifestyle.
Here are seven clues:
1. I never took my dog to the mall.
2. I never said the word “gnarly” and meant it.
3. I never did more than dangle my toe in the Pacific. {Well, there was the one time I had a not so graceful dismount off of the SUP.}
4. I never got comfortable parking next to a Maserati, a Bentley, a Ferrari, or a Lotus.
5. I never could choose In-N-Out over Chick-Fil-A. They stand on opposite corners about six blocks from my office and every time I was in need of a fast food fix, Chick-Fil-A.
6. I never stopped fearing the big one {aka – the earthquake that sends California floating.}
7. I never became afraid of driving in the rain {but maybe I should have, I’m not the best driver.}
What are other weird Orange County/Southern California quirks?
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