So yesterday at the bodega the counter guy snuck a peek at the NJ Transit pass in my wallet while I was paying and gave me a "You from New Jersey?" Immediately I got defensive and gave him a "Why?" which I really wanted to be a "No!" or a "Well, I just moved there" or even better a "You shut your mouth!" Then I had a scare that maybe I looked Jersey already. In two weeks I had grown a pouf or turned into a Real Housewife. Thankfully, it was only the pass. But what's funny about my defensiveness is that I AM actually from New Jersey. Born and raised. 15 years of New York will sometimes make you forget that.
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Own it!
ReplyDeleteYou could also just have him whacked. it's the Jersey-way.
ReplyDeleteYou are so not Jersey. Unless you get a perm and start wearing pink lipstick, in which case...well I just want to see that, is all.
ReplyDeletewhat do you mean by "start," laura?
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