I mean, sure, Athens, Texas, it’s right next to Gun Barrel City…been through it many times.
I might have been to other towns named “Athens” than the one in Greece and the one in Georgia, but if so I never noted it.
I’m not sure whether I’ve ever been to Athens, NY. If so, it was some time ago.
Are these polls or the lyrics to a very boring remake of “I’ve Been Everywhere”?
I don’t know whether I’ve been to any of the other Springfields; maybe so, maybe not. I do know for sure that I’ve been to the one in Massachusetts, so voted for that.
Isn’t there anybody else here who travelled a lot at some points in their life, or for that matter still does so, and doesn’t remember every place they’ve been?
I’ve been to a restaurant that turns around slowly, but for the life of me I don’t remember any details, including where it was.
I’m sure I have forgotton the names of many places I’ve been. I voted as if the question was “do you remember visiting Springfield”
Many years ago I ate at the rotating restaurant atop the Tower of the Americas in San Antonio.
I don’t remember that much about it, except being surprised to learn that the rotation was powered by a single 1/2 horsepower motor.
On the work space poll, I picked “At my employer’s site I book the space I need when I go in, and I prefer to work from home,” as that was the closest option, but it’s not exactly right for me.
We have shared workspaces (basically a mixture of long desks and smaller work tables), and no one has an assigned office/desk/cube. However, there’s no reservation/hoteling system involved; it’s all “first come, first served, sit wherever you want.”
We each have small lockers (about the size of a small microwave oven) for storing personal stuff, though my locker contains a bottle of Tylenol, and that’s it.
We moved to this building, and this “open office” format, 3 1/2 years ago. I hate it, and I go in very infrequently.
I know that my parents own the house we lived in when I was born. And I know that they, and my older sisters, lived in the Bronx before they moved there. But I don’t know whether they owned the place in the Bronx, or rented it. – maybe I’ll ask my sister sometime.
My parents were renting when I (their oldest child) was born in 1965; we moved to another rental (in another city) when I was three months old. They then bought their first home when I was three, shortly before my sister was born; they had been married for nearly five years when we moved into that house.
I think that part of the reason that they waited to buy was that my dad was in industrial sales (he sold newspaper printing presses), and early in his career, he relocated several times, from one regional office to another. From 1960 to 1965, he/they lived in Los Angeles, then Detroit, then Chicago (the company’s home office), then to San Jose (where I was born), and then back to Chicago. Once he’d worked his way up high enough in the organization that he was feeling confident that they wouldn’t be relocating again any time soon, they finally bought their own place.
I’m also not going to declare you’re autistic but interestingly reading very early (like age 2 and/or they seem to teach themselves) is also an autism symptom. It’s called hyperlexia
More like around age 3.
Oh, me too, and I definitely didn’t pick it up on my own. One of my apparently very early memories is of my dad sitting me down and saying “Daddy is tired of reading Three Billygoats Gruff and Green Eggs and Ham. So we’re going to teach you to read them!” and then he did.
I related this story to my brother a few years ago and my dad corrected me. I thought I was four because I recalled it being just before I was awarded my first library card as young as allowed after proving I could write my name, but he said there’d been more than half a year between him teaching me to read and me getting my library card.
My parents were renting when I was born, roughly 7 months after they got married. I assume I was a premature baby.
Probably either social anthropology or agriculture. I suppose I could have picked “science” but that seems awfully vague. Picked “other”.
History, because I already have degrees in the other areas that would interest me.
Science, specifically meteorology, as that was what I had intended on going into, from about age 6 until age 17, when I let myself get intimidated by the amount of math involved in a meteorology degree, and instead went into marketing.
Music or Arts, because at this point in my life I have no more need to obtain any marketable skills, so if I have to return to school I might as well be doing something I can enjoy.
No Simpsons’ Springfield as an option, boo…