You Know You Live in a Small Town When...

You Know You Live in a Small Town When...

The "road hog" in front of you on Main Street is a farmer's
combine.

The local phone book has only one yellow page.

Third Street is on the edge of town.

You leave your jacket on the back of the chair in the cafe,
and when you go back the next day, it's still there, on the
same chair.

You don't signal turns because everyone knows where you're
going anyway.

No social events can be scheduled when the school gym floor
is being varnished.

You call a wrong number and are supplied with the correct
one.

Everyone knows all the news before it's published; residents
read the hometown paper just to see whether the publisher
got it right.