Though it might not be as fun for those not familiar with Sweden and Swedish customs, here's a few about my corner of the world.
You know you're a Swede when:
- you're appalled at the thought of not removing your shoes when entering a home
- you celebrate midsummer by eating rotted fish and dancing around a giant, flower-covered phallos
- you sound like you're singing when you speak
- you've had five cups of coffee, and it's not lunch yet
- you bring your own bags to the grocery store
- you think England, Ireland and France owe you a fortune in back taxes because of unpaid danagäld
- you think fika is the most important meal of the day
- you know why you don't put the salt licorice candy in the same bag as the rest of the loose candy
- you're obsessed with making foreigners pronounce your name just right
- you know when a blonde is not a blonde
- you become confused when foreigners complain about college tuition
- you avoid taking forest walks in October
- you start laughing when someone tells you about their religious faith, until you realise they're not joking
- Christmas is December 24th, and there's no jul without a julebock
- you realise you don't remember what the bank notes look like
- full frontal nudity in a movie is no big deal
- you have a dalahäst somewhere in your house
- moose warning signs are a common sight
- you look like a living question mark when foreign friends complain about healthcare costs
- if you can't ride a bike or swim, you're considered strange
- +5C and sun is t-shirt weather
- everyone is too polite to take the last cookie, leaving a single, lonely cookie on the plate
- you become shocked and surprised when you see someone smoking
- you consider Finland to be a Swedish province
- "det finns inget dåligt väder - bara dåliga kläder" - "there is no bad weather - only bad clothing"
- you call the King "Knugen"