I know I’ve been living in Sweden when:
Someone I know plays golf and votes for the Left Party
I’m wearing red pants and I don’t think twice about it (I also have a pair of bright green and light blue slacks.)
I’m no longer uncomfortable with long periods of silence
But I wrap up converations with a strange “ummm” that starts low and ends mid range, signalling to the other Swedes that this conversation is over
I walk past a slide at a playground that’s shaped like a caviar tube
I have an adjustable desk at work so I can stand up (Employers are required to provide stand-up desks.)
I took five weeks off this summer — two weeks of vacation and three weeks of paternity leave
We just had an election, and I just passed a sign for a political party called: The Pirate Party
I have opinions about Swedish meatballs and have gotten used to robotic lawnmowers
I feel a bit emotional when I hear Öppna Landskap