You know you’re a Mormon living in SLC when you dine at a local restaurant and the man at the table next to you is the Prophet. It was fun to see President Monson tonight taking the time away from his evening meal to visit briefly with the children who so excited to see him.
You know you’re a gadget junky when you attend a “Symphony Orchestra, Collegiate Singers, Men’s Choir, and Women’s Choir” performance at the Tabernacle and you are most intrigued by the camera boom. I found myself thinking how much fun it would be to have one to hang over the back of the boat.
You know you’re an UTA Trax driver when you take pride in publicly humiliating people who get stuck like a sardine in a train car and the doors won’t open to let them out before the train leaves for the next stop . . . which creates the possibility of loosing the rest of their party who barely managed to make it out of an open door. (I was not the sardine, but a member of our group was.)
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