You might be addicted to video games if you refer to a promotion at work as "leveling up."
You might be a robot if you use WD-40 instead of Advil.
You
Might Be A Rock Star
If
You are famous for wearing platform shoes and rhinestone glasses while wandering around onstage in a Donald Duck Suit and STILL be knighted by the Queen.
You might be a W1K fanatic if you wonder how other members would vote on the dialog you just had with your neighbor... and you think of conversations as "dialog."
You might be a midget if your view of a crowded elevator is a little disturbing.
You might be a cat if you are covered in your own spit.
You might be a Sailor if you think a headline is where you stand to wait your turn for the bathroom.
In the Navy, a head is what we call a toilet/bathroom.
You might be a writer if you think this contest is the egg on the pitched roof of degradation, and doesn't exploit the god given talent of all who say to themselves "you might be AMAZED if YOU READ SOME OF MY OTHER STUFF.
The latter was a bit short for me
You might be a beginner Worthian if your total number of disqualifications exceeds the number of trophies you have won.
Luckily this no longer applies to me.
You might be a Navy calibration technician if your bathroom reading material is a Format 350.
A Format 350 lists what items are due for calibration and when