You know you are from a Large/Small town if...
 

Lets get this thread started with our observations..

Big town:

1. Sitting through 3 cycles of lights before you actually get to go through the light.

2. You welcome a police officer directing traffic. You feel it goes faster.

3. You drive down the road (in construction zones) and every few weeks they move the freeway.

4. You understand that a downtown is supposed to smell like urine.

5. You have contribuited to #4.

6. You know the primo spots (which overpass, etc) to live if you are homeless. You also have thought to yourself, "I'd live there if I was homeless."

7. Emergency sirens in the night dont phase you, because you know the cops are never where the actual crime happens.

8. Its been months/years since you have seen the stars.

9. You see an accident on the freeway, traffic is really backed up, and you actually think to yourself, "Someone better be REALLY hurt for traffic to be messed up like this."

What are some of your observations..... Large or Small

Oh, I've got one...

Small Town:
You take a check to the bank for your Dad and the teller says she can see the family resemblance.

That one kinda blew my mind!

Small town:

Wal-Mart is only place in town to do shopping! (I go to school where this is the case!!) You have to drive 35 mins (to State College or Williamsport, PA) to buy anything!

Small town:

You come home from the bar and tell your mom that "Joe" kept trying to rub up on you all night. Mom rolls her eyes and says "like father, like son" because of course she partied with "Dad of Joe" in her youth.

You have to be really careful not to date anyone who is distantly related to you by marriage.

You're known as "so and so's son/daugher" even if your parents have been dead for 50 years.

The exchange students and Fresh Air kids crack up laughing when they read the police blotter in the newspaper.

You have Fresh Air kids.

If you pay more than $2 for a beer, you've been robbed.

Here's One...
 

I knew I was home a few years back when I was leaving my hometown to drive back to Annapolis and I got pulled over in a speedtrap on the outskirts of town. The police officer asked to see my license, gave me a lecture on speeding and then gave me a warning, "If I see you driving this fast through town again, I'm going to tell your mother"

I love my hometown :)

that large town/city description is so bang on :).

You know you're from a small (small) town when:

Gravel roads don't phase you

Your nearest neighbor is a mile away

You can see the stars and perhaps the milkyway

There is still a town square and people still congregate there

You have a water tower with the town's name on it

You know you're from a big town when:

Seeing people drive with cell phones doesn't phase you

Snow days occur even when it's just icy (because of driving hazards)

Sections of town is designated for cultural, educational, entertainment, and sports....

Large town, good and bad:

You drive around for an hour looking for a place to park on Saturday night, and end up parking in a tow zone anyway.

You can go out dancing until 5 am.

You can go to a club where the crowd is diverse and friendly, and people of different races mingle freely.

You can buy crack within a mile of your house, dude on the street offers to sell you a three-in-one remote, and sometimes if the guy offering to wash your windshield gets mad enough, he will pee on your car before you can drive away.

You can shop for absolutely anything you could ever want.

You can get dressed up and go to a super fancy hotel for drinks or high tea.

You can get amazing ethnic food of any type, in any price range.

You don't need a car.

Lifesaver, OMG, 1, 3, and 6 are sooo true for big cities! I can sit at a light for like ten minutes and I still haven't moved! Also, they've changed the direction of traffic on the freeway like 3 times in the last six months, sometimes I will be in the westbound lane going east and vice versa!?

I remember hearing one about small towns:

You go to the store, leave the keys in the unlocked car, windows down, and car running. :eek:

I never leave the car unlocked, I even lock my glove compartment!

ok, i'm changing it a bit:
you know you're in a COLLEGE town when
there are 23 bars within one block
stores close 4 or 5 hours earlier in the summer
politicians direct their campaigns to people age 18-22
instead of going to restaurants families eat out at University dining halls

You know you're in a small town when:

People put random stuff in their front yards -- like old desks and car wash parts. I drive through small towns sometimes and I swear they're having aa contest on who can get the strangest stuff in their front yards.

You know you're in a small town when:

You go to the bars over Xmas break and it's like a high school reunion.

Small town:

You know you're from a small town if you have to explain the location of the town by saying it's "X hours North/South/East/West of ..." (a bigger city).

You went to 5 of your own High School's Proms...the first while you were in 8th grade because they wanted it to seem like a big dance.

Big City:

If you've never gone to the city's main tourist attraction.

Small town-
You ask for directions and you are told to drive about 1/2 mile till you see the dead oak tree turn left at the silo and go for a spell till you come to the fork past the cow guard. Can't miss it.

You are the forth family to buy a house and people still refer to it as the "Smith" house.

Homecoming for a one HS town, they close Main Street for the parade. On the subject of parades, everyone comes, dogs run wild and parents yell at other people's kids like they are their own.

There is a drugstore with REAL fountain drinks and ice cream sodas, and they KNOW how to make coke floats or vanilla and chocolate cokes.

There is a section in the newspaper called "Fender Benders".

They barter for services.

The majority of radio stations are a.m. and give the hourly farm report. The top local TV program is "Gone Fishing".

The weather girl was Homecoming Queen and the head cheerleader works at Merle Normans. There is a Dairy Qeen!

Small town:
When your high school football team goes to state playoffs and there is a sign hanging on the highway out of town that says, "Last one out, turn out the lights."

And they were serious.

(True story. My hs football team ruled :) )