
As I'm settling more in Philly life, there are some things I notice that are just so stereotypically Philly. Granted, some of these are endogenous to the Northeast, but most are overly and abundantly loved in this city. So, without further adieu, here's my list of the top 10 things the city of Philly seems to love:
10) Cheese Whiz - This fake cheese that comes out of a can that they put on anything. Repulsive! I've been fooled a few times around this city...just watch out if you order something with cheese...it might come back with a plastic bright yellow coating that came fresh out a can...

8) WaWa - brings me back to my childhood (ps - if you're in an area where there's a

7) Arizona Iced Tea (specifically Green Tea) - The South has their heart attack in a

6) Sandwiches - Unique sandwiches are prided up here. I mean, this is the home of the Cheesesteak...

5) Bicycles - it's almost as bad as in Europe...actually, it may be worse because drivers can't drive and bikers are bold and can't ride. Witnessed an accident just the other week on Spruce St...blood everywhere!!
4) Being Muslim - Nothing against the religion of Islam, I just really think its more of a fashion trend here be Muslim...I dunno...it is the thing to do here. Oh, and they can be rude and mean as anything...I mean, where's the love? I mean, I've read some of the Koran...I do believe The Prophet would be highly disappointed in these "followers"...
3) Their Sports Teams - Now this is a love-hate relationship, to say the least. Even the players know, Philadelphians only love them so long as they're winning...lol. According to the latest news segment, out of Philly's 4 sports teams, its been 25

2) Doing the Wu-Tang! Whatchyall know about that? Probably nothing... You can't

1) VIOLENCE!!! lol. These people seem to just love random crime. I remember when I moved here this summer. I believe the official tally was about 1.4 murders a day. Then, I recall the Hospital of the University of Pennsylvania employee attacking a man on the subway with a hammer he whipped out of his bookbag (after he sat his 5-yr old boy down, of course). Just recently, a man was shot at a popular movie theater (actually, where I'll be attending church in a few hours...) for talking to his son during The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. I think a friend of a friend stated it best: "i love the thought process: 'i want it to be quiet so i can watch the movie. what should i do? i know, i will fire a really loud weapon in a closed space and then listen to the guy i shot scream bloody murder. the logic is flawless!'" Rest assured, the man didn't die, but still...absolutely positively ridiculous. I tell you...I never know what to expect in The City of Brotherly Love!

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