Wednesday, December 20, 2006

You know you're Romanian if...

You cant have a boyfriend when you are 17 but you have to be married at
18.

You grew up on liver pate sandwiches.... and thought that it was normal.

You make your own noodles.

You had to share a room until you were 21.

You eat everything with sour cream.

You try and reuse gift wrappers, gift boxes, and of course aluminum foil.

You are standing next to the two largest suitcases at the airport.

You arrive one or two hours late to a party - and think its normal.

All your children have nick names, which sound nowhere close to their
real names.

You know someone with 20 kids.

You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone's house.

You can fit 10 people into a Dacia.

You know what a Dacia is.

Your parents never throw anything away and if you by some chance manage to get something to make it to the garbage can... it mysteriously appears back where it was again.

You have lace tablecloths.

You have lace curtains.

You have lace curtains hanging across doorways.

You have rugs covering every inch of your house.

You have or ever had rugs on your walls.

Your mom tells you you're too skinny even though your 30 pounds
overweight.

You ever heard of 'stomach stew'.

You know someone that married his girlfriend of 2 months.

You ever said, "Nu pot right now ca sunt busy!" or any other sentence
in a similar bilingual format.

Your mom is a doctor and force feeds you medicine for anything ranging
from a headache, stomach ache to a stubbed toe.

Your house is full of Romanian medicine that is probably illegal here.

You and your friends have ever been kicked out of a restaurant or
recreational park for being too loud or rowdy.

Your mom recycles plastic cups and paper plates, and sandwich bags by
washing them.

You have a vinyl tablecloth on your kitchen table.

You use grocery bags to hold garbage.

Your dad ever butchered a pig or lamb.

You ever ate pig skin.

You keep leftover food in your fridge in as many numbers of bowls as
possible.

Your kitchen shelf is full of jam jars, varieties of bowls and plastic
utensils (Got free with some household items).

Your mom ever chased you with a rolling pin or a broom telling you to
stop so that she could hit you.

Your dad ever threatened to smack you across the mouth for being
disrespectful.

You're twenty years old and your parents are trying to send you to
romoville to get you married cause your old.

Getting married at 18 is normal.

Getting married at 16 actually happens.

Your mom washes your clothing at 40.

A new tax being passed by the government is simply a cover up because
the end of the world is really coming.

Asking if you can get a discount at a discount store on clearance items
is normal and not embarrassing for your parents.

You don't use measuring cups when cooking.

You feel like you've gotten a good deal if you didn't pay tax.

You can only travel if there are 5 persons at least to see you off or receive you whether you are traveling by bus, train or plane.

You only make long distance calls after 11 p.m.

If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask if you've
eaten, even if it's midnight.

When your parents meet strangers and talk for a few minutes, you
discover you're talking to a distant cousin.

Your parents don't realize phone connections to foreign countries have
improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their
lungs when making foreign calls.

You have bed sheets on your sofas so as to keep them away from getting
dirty.

It's "normal" if your wedding has 600 people.

You dont know half the people at your wedding cuz your parents invited
them.

You have mastered the art of bargaining in grocery shopping.

You walk out of the grocery store with no less then two packed shopping
carts weekly.

You ever took a picture in a bathroom or saw a pic of a group of girls
in a bathroom.

You have a RO sticker on your car.

1 Comments:

At 12:47 AM, Blogger H.C said...

misto

 

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