When someone shouts letters at you from across the parking lot, your only reaction is a blank stare.
Whether you hear the proud cry of “O-H” down the potato chip aisle at Meijer, from two tables over in Bob Evans, or from across the lawn, the correct response is “I-O.”
You’ve never cut down your own Christmas tree.
With the number of Christmas tree farms in the state, if you’ve never cut down your own, or don’t even know that’s an option, we’ll assume you didn’t grow up here, freezing to your bones hiking up and down snow-covered aisles to find the perfect tree (that will still somewhat fit in your living room).