You go seriously sentimental when entering an IKEA store, outside the borders of Sweden.
You secretly love the Eurovision Song Contest to pieces. (just because sweden won last year)
Whenever discussing international problems you always, without exception state that “why don’t you do it like we do it in Sweden?”
You take your shoes off when entering a house.
You thoug
ht wall-to-wall carpets were a concept of the past or the ferries to Finland/Estonia/Germany/
You have been accused of being from Switzerland. Repeatedly.
You find it OBVIOUS that a mile is 10 kilometers.
Every time you see a Swedish brand/actor/company/phone/car/
You in pure disgust try to tell your fellow peers that it’s basic human behavior to shower after PE.
You brag about the free healthcare and the free school system to every non-Swede that you have a political conversation with.
Non-Swedes laugh at you for wearing a bicycle helmet and you answer: "At least I won't be the one dying of a skull fracture".
You find it suprising that you can't swear on TV abroad.
People are very long instead of being very tall.
You refer to weeks by their number.
You refer to your age with the year you were born.
When someone asks you “Hi, how are you?” you actually take time out to explain how you are.
You either take it for granted that cars will stop for pedestrians OR you have serious difficulties crossing the street when there is a red light. Even when there are no cars.
Non-Swedes say your name in fifty different ways, but no one can get it right.
You find it adorable when people from other countries get excited about a few milimetres of snow that only stays on the ground for a few hours.
You have absolutely no idea what is meant by” Swedish massage” that keeps being advertised in spas all over the world.
You can't understand why people write in pen instead of pencil.
It's acceptable to eat lunch at 11.00.
It doesn't feel like lunch unless it's a hot, full course meal.
You use mmmm as a conversation filler.
Having to book seat numbers at a cinema makes perfect sense. And you sit in your booked seat even if there are only 2 other people there and your seat is in the front row, on the side.
You don´t eat the jacket on your potato.
You would never ever even consider using a metal knife on the butter.
It's May. It's 15C degrees. And you're stretched out on your balcony in your bikini trying to get a head start on your tan.
You use the word "or" as a question.
You get uncomfortable when a stranger starts talking to you on the bus.
You automatically line up the barcodes on all your groceries at the supermarket checkout.
You have been accused of being from Switzerland. Repeatedly.
You find it OBVIOUS that a mile is 10 kilometers.
Every time you see a Swedish brand/actor/company/phone/car/
You in pure disgust try to tell your fellow peers that it’s basic human behavior to shower after PE.
You brag about the free healthcare and the free school system to every non-Swede that you have a political conversation with.
Non-Swedes laugh at you for wearing a bicycle helmet and you answer: "At least I won't be the one dying of a skull fracture".
You find it suprising that you can't swear on TV abroad.
People are very long instead of being very tall.
You refer to weeks by their number.
You refer to your age with the year you were born.
When someone asks you “Hi, how are you?” you actually take time out to explain how you are.
You either take it for granted that cars will stop for pedestrians OR you have serious difficulties crossing the street when there is a red light. Even when there are no cars.
Non-Swedes say your name in fifty different ways, but no one can get it right.
You find it adorable when people from other countries get excited about a few milimetres of snow that only stays on the ground for a few hours.
You have absolutely no idea what is meant by” Swedish massage” that keeps being advertised in spas all over the world.
You can't understand why people write in pen instead of pencil.
It's acceptable to eat lunch at 11.00.
It doesn't feel like lunch unless it's a hot, full course meal.
You use mmmm as a conversation filler.
Having to book seat numbers at a cinema makes perfect sense. And you sit in your booked seat even if there are only 2 other people there and your seat is in the front row, on the side.
You don´t eat the jacket on your potato.
You would never ever even consider using a metal knife on the butter.
It's May. It's 15C degrees. And you're stretched out on your balcony in your bikini trying to get a head start on your tan.
You use the word "or" as a question.
You get uncomfortable when a stranger starts talking to you on the bus.
You automatically line up the barcodes on all your groceries at the supermarket checkout.
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