you know you work in hoxton when...
you cross the road and someone asks if you want a taxi...
you get looked at strangely when you purchase enough food from the petrol station to stock a nuclear bunker for three years at around half midnight
you get annoyed at the fact you've tried all the flavours of sandwiches on the petrol station shelf and none of them are any good
you get a nod of acknowledgement from the petrol station attendant because they know you
you don't see any of the above as strange
