I scored a 39. I saw it coming. I grew up in NW DC (although, back in the 80s, DC was hardly what it is now), have never watched a full episode of Oprah, Dr. Phil, or Judge Judy, and don’t have the attention span to be a big movie buff. But I do own a Jimmie Johnson shirt (it was more of a drunken purchase at NASCAR than an ironic one, too).
What’s your score?
I got a 56. I grew up super rural, blur collar breadwinner, the whole nine yards. Some of these questions are pretty hilarious. I wonder if a milking parlor counts as a “factory floor”?