You know you live in Sydney when...............

You make over $100,000 per year and still can't afford a house.

You never bother looking at the train timetable because you know the drivers have never seen it.

You order organic fruit and vegies online, but eat out every night anyway.

You spent more money on your coffee machine than on your washing machine.

You spend $400+ per week for an apartment with stunning harbour/beach views and European appliances, and then spend a total of 40 hours per week there, 37 of which you're sleeping.

You contemplate calling a taxi from your home to where you managed to park the car the night before.

You spend 30 minutes in a traffic jam next to a car with more power to its speakers than its wheels.

You know everyone's e-mail and mobile number but not their last name or home address.

You can roll sushi, make fresh pasta and pull together a killer Masaman curry, but you couldn't roast a chicken to save your life.

Your taxi driver was a micro-surgeon before he moved to Aust.

Your co-worker tells you he/she has 8 body piercing but none are visible.

You can't remember....is dope illegal?

You have a very strong opinion where your coffee beans are grown and can taste the difference between Sumatran and Ethiopian.

A really great parking space can move you to tears.

You are thinking of taking an adult class but you can't decide between yoga, aromatherapy, conversational Italian or building your own website.

A man in full leather regalia and crotchless chaps gets on the bus and you don't notice.

You are genuinely surprised when you meet someone who was actually born in Sydney.

Your hairdresser is straight, your plumber is gay and your Avon Lady is a drag queen.


Je vous rassure tous, ça vient pas de moi...

Bravo Tropicalm... je ne sais pas où tu as trouvé ce truc mais c'est tellement vrai !

Personnellement, voici celles qui m'ont le plus interpellée :