The first thing I’ve learned in the now four hours that I’ve been a Southerner is that, living in the state nicknamed the Buckle of the Bible Belt, means that establishments that sell beer cannot sell wine and establishments that sell wine cannot sell beer. How very fascinating. And inconvenient.
Also, Nicole Kidman frequents a Thai and sushi restaurant just a few blocks away from my office.
Now it’s time to adjust to being on Central Time, lay out my professional clothing for the morning, and get ready to become an adult. Wish me luck.
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Tags: alcohol, change, complaining, Nashville, preparing
But can you buy gin, anywhere? This is the real question. As a Scottish jaikie, I orginally read this as “the Buckie of the bible belt” which obviously means something completely different.
Good luck with your first day.xx
Willie,
Good luck in your new job! I’m so proud of you and can’t wait to visit after you move into your new crib!
Love, Mom
whitney
you’re not a southerner. please don’t ever say that, you’ll break my heart. i mean this as a compliment.
good luck for your first day (today). i l u.