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Fake the quiz: Which American City Are You?
Portland
Pretentious and self-congratulatory, you'll drive your SUV up to Washington Park for a fresh-air jog in the drizzle, and bitch about your outrageous property taxes while enjoying the gentrification they buy.
My actual quiz result was San Francisco. I'm pretty sure I escaped the oh-so-likely Seattle designation only by my preference for European cars over public transit. Because God knows, I clicked "coffee" in every instance where it was one of the choices.
So I made up a more likely result.
Don't get me wrong. I adore my hometown. I am my hometown. I actually do ride a bus to work. But really. I mean, seriously. You know? I work in the celebrated post-modern monstrosity known among my fellow denizens as The World's Tallest Basement:
Fun must be made.
Portland
Pretentious and self-congratulatory, you'll drive your SUV up to Washington Park for a fresh-air jog in the drizzle, and bitch about your outrageous property taxes while enjoying the gentrification they buy.
My actual quiz result was San Francisco. I'm pretty sure I escaped the oh-so-likely Seattle designation only by my preference for European cars over public transit. Because God knows, I clicked "coffee" in every instance where it was one of the choices.
So I made up a more likely result.
Don't get me wrong. I adore my hometown. I am my hometown. I actually do ride a bus to work. But really. I mean, seriously. You know? I work in the celebrated post-modern monstrosity known among my fellow denizens as The World's Tallest Basement:
Fun must be made.