You know you are in sydney when ...

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Your co-worker tells you they have 8 body piercings but none are visible.

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

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

You can't remember ... _is_ dope _illegal_?

You've been to more than one baby shower that has two mothers and a sperm
donor.

A really great parking space can move you to tears.

You assume that every company offers domestic partner benefits.

Your child's third-grade teacher has two pierced ears, a nose ring and is
named "Breeze." And after telling that to a friend, they still need to
ask if the teacher's male or female.

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

You haven't been to Darling Harbour since the first month you moved to
Sydney and you couldn't figure out how to drive to Sydney Tower if your
life depended on it.

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

A woman walks on bus with live poultry. You don't notice.

You think any guy with a George Clooney haircut must be visiting from the
North Shore.

You know that any woman with a George Clooney haircut is not a tourist.

You keep a list of companies to boycott.

Your hairdresser is straight, your plumber is gay, the woman who delivers
your mail is straight and your Avon Lady is a guy in drag.