About five years ago, I was working with a guy who was in his fifties and had lived for his entire life in Maine (he & his wife decided to move “some place warm”…ergo…Oregon…?). One morning, we had had about an inch of snowfall overnight, and he & I were opening the office, answering the phones, and getting things generally ready. After about the fifth phone call from a coworker asking “how the roads are” and wondering if it was worth it to come to work, he looked over at me and says, “Man, I’ve never seen anything like this. You people get more freaked out about an inch of snow than anybody else I’ve ever run into.”

I, realizing that his frame of reference was a bit different than mine, replied, “Well, that’s cause we never get it here. I’ll bet you’ve never seen anything like Oregonians driving in the rain, though, have you?”