A lot of the people on here are very socially maladjusted and awkward. They take offense to literally everything, and get flummoxed/enraged by even the simplest of questions and social interactions. |
There was another one within the last 3-4 months too. This person starts the topic and then repeatedly argues with people with such self righteous indignation. I think there’s some undiagnosed mental illness or something. No one normal can possibly care about this. It’s such a bizarre thing to get hung up on. It’s like the transplants who get bent out of shape and report to Overheard in DC, if someone who grew up on the MD side of Takoma or Chevy Chase tell people in Europe they’re from DC when asked. This is only a thing for people who moved from middle of f’ing nowhere Nebraska or something to the “big city” and think they have to create an air of exclusivity. When people ask the question they’re wondering about geography only. They don’t care about your life story, they don’t care about your podunk town. They’re wondering what closest landmark you’re from. For example, if I had the misfortune of being from South Dakota, I’d simply say I’m from near Mt Rushmore. No one has any earthly idea where Rapid City is and they don’t care to look it up. I grew up within 2 miles of DC. I say DC because no one gives a shit and DC gets a giant unmistakeable star on every map made in the last 200 years. |
Who does that? No one answers this question with a Dickensian narrative. |
| The only reason a Petty Patty wants to know truly where someone truly “is from” is to judge them. For the love of the ancient gods, that information is so inconsequential when making small talk. You both currently live in the same city. Talk about restaurants, real estate, schools, museums, transit, your jobs, hiking trails, biking trails, and the like. This isn’t hard. |
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I was born in Manhattan and lived in the city till I was 12.
I always find it funny when a 22 year old in a walk up sublet in Manhattan from the Midwest is from NY but I am not. |
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The details of my life are quite inconsequential…. Where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
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Yeah, there's something really off about OP. She has this really weird belief that when someone from Rancho Cucamonga tells a stranger at a party that they're from Los Angeles, they're somehow trying to pull a con job. The reality is, the person says they're from LA because they know that the asker doesn't know where Rancho Cucamonga is, doesn't really care about the accuracy of the answer, or both. Normal people don't care about this, OP. |
PP here. Yes, in casual conversation it's rather absurd to respond to "where are you from" with a discourse on the state of my childhoood. Do you really think anybody cares that I'm basically "from" three countries? That's why people often, depending on context, just pick a place. It's not always as cut-and-dry as everyone would like to make it. |
Exactly. |
But where are you FROM?
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Jesus. And this is why nobody wants to talk to you at parties. |
So where do you tell folks you are from? |
Plus military / state dept “Brats” often attend international schools and are quite sophisticated with parents who are committed to larger public goods. I would not care about the opinion of anyone who look down on others because their families made sacrifices to serve their countries. |
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"Laser" |