YOU KNOW YOU'RE TAKING GENEALOGY TOO SERIOUSLY IF...
You are the only person to show up at the cemetery
research party with a shovel.
To put the 'final touches' on your genealogical research,
you've asked all of your closest relatives to provide DNA
samples.
You were instrumental in having 'non-genealogical' use of
the genealogy room copy machine classified as a federal
hate crime.
Your house leans slightly toward the side where your
genealogical records are stored.
You decided to take a two-week break from genealogy, and
the U. S. Post Office immediately laid off 1,500
employees.
Out of respect for your best friend's unquestioned
reputation for honesty and integrity, you are willing to
turn off that noisy surveillance camera while she reviews
your 57 genealogical notebooks in your home. The armed
security guard, however, will remain.
During an ice storm and power outage, you ignore the
pleas of your shivering spouse and place your last quilt
around that 1886 photograph of your dear Great-Uncle
George.
Ed McMahon, several TV cameras and an envelope from
Publishers Clearing House arrive at your front door on
Super Bowl Sunday, and the first thing you say is, "Are
you related to the McMahons of Ohio?"
'A loving family' and Financial Security' have moved up
to second and third place, respectively, on your list of
life's goals, but still lag far behind 'Owning My Own
Microfilm Reader'.
A magical genie appears and agrees to grant your any one
wish, and you ask that the 1890 census be restored.