OK, think really hard about this: Of all the Minnesotan things you do every day – many of which you probably don't realize – what is the most quintessential Minnesota thing you have ever done?
Buzzfeed tried its hand at making a list a few years ago of the "29 most Minnesotan things that ever happened," and it was decent. There's also this fundraiser, where every year a local Lions Club bets on when a car will fall through the ice.
But we were inspired by this Reddit thread asking the question – which has some pretty great responses, including these two:
So we went and asked some of our co-workers for their most Minnesota thing they've ever done. Here are their answers:
Answers from the GoMN office
"Got hit by a snowmobiler while driving to my friend's house, and apologized to him even though he was in the wrong (He was driving on the sidewalk, in town)."
"Recently we had a day where it had snowed overnight but was in the high 50's/low 60's during the day, so I shoveled snow in boots, shorts, and a hoody. That's when I realized that I'm Minnesota AF."
"I was born April 10, 1992, in a blizzard. Sometimes it snows in April."
"The Minnesota goodbye: I say I’m going to leave, gather my belongings, but then end up standing at the front door talking to my friends for another hour before I actually leave."
"We would go tubing down the Minnesota river. We grabbed 'tires' – tubes to blow up, brought a cooler, brought a portable radio, and all of us would go tubing down the river. We would stop at sand banks and hang out on the sandbars. Usually we would wait until another crew came along to party with us, then we would get on our tubes and continue down the river. Afterwards we would do a BBQ and have a bonfire In the middle of a field."
"I wore shorts, a t-shirt and flip flops to the airport on a day with a windchill of -32 degrees. I later landed in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico where it was officially 101 degrees. Difference of 133 degrees and my body let me know it wasn’t OK with some serious sweating."
"As a 16-year-old, I went on a depressed snowmobile ride by myself immediately after the '98 Vikings lost to the Falcons in the NFC Championship game."
"I was telling an anecdote to an old friend that included the detail 'I was drinking pop like I didn't give a heck' and she stopped me to tell me it was the most Minnesotan thing she'd ever heard me say, so probably that."