I was playing poker online tonight and saw that someone at my table was from Naperville, a sterile, corporate-controlled gene pool in which I was trapped for 17 hellish years. In this new-money Chicago suburb, nearly everyone is rich, gorgeous (by midwestern standards), way better than you, and if over 23, pushing a baby carriage.

I said hello and introduced myself as a fellow Napervillian. The player was silent and did not return my greeting.

Yep, Naperville hasn’t changed a bit!

4 Comments

  1. Dashiell says:

    Hey, my college roommate was from Naperville. And I used to live in Redwood City. So it’s like you and I practically cousins.

  2. bricotrout says:

    wow, i went PAST Redwoods, CA once! small world!

  3. the captain says:

    I grew up in that vicinity and I work there as well. Well, that’s about the only thing I have to say about Naperville.

  4. m-dawg says:

    Hey, that’s where my wicked step-monster grew up….

    ‘Splains a lot…