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With over 2.7 million residents in the city, it can be difficult to distinguish a true local in Toronto‘s diverse population. There’s a constant influx of new Torontonians, moving to the country’s largest city to live, work, study and experience all it has to offer. Regardless of whether you’re Toronto born-and-bred, there are tell-tale signs that signal whether you’re a true Torontonian.
Whether it’s an ice storm, minus 30 degrees, humid or raining, you can’t help but complain to the person next to you. On the plus side, it makes for a great – or, usually is every – conversation starter.
As soon as it reaches eight degrees, you’re on the search for the closest patio without a lineup.
They haven’t won the World Series since 1993, but you’re still wearing blue and white. I mean, with Joey Bats and Encarnacion, who says this isn’t our year?
You trash talk them one day, love them the next.
There’s always a two-four (or a selection of craft beers) in your fridge.
You know some may argue Tim Horton’s is for country folk, and think their coffee is terrible. However, you can’t resist helping yourself to a box full of timbits.
Just like church: every Sunday. One (or three) caesars are generally on the agenda. So, perhaps slightly different than church.
Directions? Yep, you’ll give those out. Eye contact? Never. Unless you’re good looking.
Whether it’s where to get the best foie gras or craft beer, you’ve got a list of spots in your back pocket, and you happily give them to others (as long as it makes you look like ‘you’re in the know’).
Biking and walking are preferred forms of transport, unless public transit is in need. Driving? Everyone knows parking is impossible. And you probably know at least one person without their G1.
You know you’re either going to be an hour early or an hour late, but won’t brave the rain and walk. Damn you, TTC.
It’s ‘Toronno’. If you say anything otherwise, we know you’re not from here.
Uber is so great. Except when it’s on surge pricing. Which happens a lot. Which means you end up taking a taxi, anyway.
Men: groomed facial hair + top knot. Women: blonde tips, grey-toned hair or a shaved neckline. Standard.
And when you see someone do so, you know they’re a tourist.
It’s the SkyDome! The SkyDome!
Especially on Boxing Day. Or Black Friday. Or pretty much any day.
Queen West, The Annex, Leslieville. And you know the difference.
No zig zagging, stopping or walking slow. You know where you’re going and you’re on a mission to get there… fast.
And it doesn’t scare you. Fools.
Even though you know he didn’t start from the bottom.
And you probably have a map of TTC or a Canadian flag hanging somewhere in your room.