En lille Joke fra en franskmand {{forumTopicSubject}}

En lille Joke fra en franskmand der bor her i DK.

YOU KNOW YOU'VE BEEN IN DENMARK TOO LONG, WHEN:

You think its normal to pick up a girl/boy in a pub, walk her/him to her/his bike and ride with her/him back home.

You go to the supermarket and buy three good beers and 10 not too good ones.

You honestly believe that the distance between Copenhagen and Aarhus is long.

The first thing you do on entering a bank/post office/pharmacy etc. is to look for the queue number machine.

You accept that you will have to queue to take a queue number.

When a stranger on the street smiles at you, you assume that:

a. he is drunk;
b. he is insane;
c. he is American;
d. he is all of the above.


Can't remember when to say "please" and "excuse me".

You start to believe that if it weren't for Denmark's efforts, the world would probably collapse pretty soon.

You know the meaning of life has something to do with the word "hyggelig".

You are very surprised when you receive compliments about ANYTHING - including your appearance/clothing! In fact when you do, you find it suspicious and start thinking they might have ulterior motives.

You've completely forgotten what a "date" is - no one ever comes to pick you up and unexpected gifts are VERY unexpected.

You don't think it strange that no one ever comes by to visit without being invited and you never show up at any one's place unannounced either.

You wouldn't dream of coming even 10 minutes early to a party. (Once around the block is always an alternative)

You find yourself lighting candles when you have guests - even if it is brightly sunny outside and 20 degrees.

Don't we love Denmark??!!