I'm not in New Jersey!

[Grape The Cat]

I'm not in New Jersey
Players:
Me: me
IG: Idiot guy
CW: co-worker

Me: Can I help you?
IG: What state am I in?
Me: New Jersey
IG: No!
Me: Sir?
IG: I am not in New Jersey! New Jersey does not have fields!
Me: Sir, you are in..
IG: Listen retard, just because you are some retarded high-school dropout doesn't mean you can lie to me!
Me: I'm not lying.
IG:F-cking retard! (to CW) Where am I?
CW: Pennsville, New Jersey
IG: I am not in New Jersey you retard!God! Loser high school dropouts trying to lie to me! I went to Yale!
CW: Sir, you're in..
IG: Enough! You're both lying high school dropouts!<leaves>

[Dave1982]

YOU'RE the retard, but yet HE'S the one who started the conversation with "what state am I in?"

[EvilEmpryss]

"You went to Yale, but you can't figure out where you are? Didn't you drive yourself to your location? Can't you read a map? Dude, see the nuclear power plant towers? You're in Jersey." :rolling:

What state is he in? I'd say denial.

Reminds of that old person in the hot air balloon asking the person on the ground where they are joke.

[LillFilly]

Sigh. Sounds like that guy shouldn't be allowed out without a handler...

[Becks]

Sounds like someone spends most of his time in Essex County.

[chainedbarista]

Sigh. Sounds like that guy shouldn't be allowed out without a handler...or a muzzle.

fixed for completeness.

yale graduate my ass, unless there's a mental hospital also called yale somewhere.

[Hermione]

fixed for completeness.

yale graduate my ass, unless there's a mental hospital also called yale somewhere.

Indeed there is. The Psychiatric Hospital AT Yale University! Look at that.

http://www.ynhh.org/yale-new-haven-p...hph/ynhph.html

[Faeshard]

yale graduate my ass, unless there's a mental hospital also called yale somewhere.

Now, he only said he *went* to Yale, not that he graduated there. Or spent more than an hour there.

[Shalom]

"Where were you educated?"

"In Yale."

"So what did you learn there?"

"I learn to be a yanitor."



(edit: I had to google for Pennsvile, not having heard of it before (I live in the opposite corner of the state). Having seen where it is, I can say with a fair degree of certainty that there isn't any way he could have gotten there from any other state without either 1) crossing one big honking bridge over a wide river, 2) crossing another, even larger river and then driving south for two more hours, or 3) coming straight down from the land border with New York (Rockland and Orange counties), which would take him even longer than option 2. In any of these three cases, I utterly fail to comprehend how he didn't notice that he'd done that.

I did once have a couple wander into my drugstore who went south from Newark Airport instead of north. Finally got off the Parkway at around milepost 89 and looked for an open store. They were rather shocked when I told them they'd come about 90 miles south of where their ultimate destination was (somewhere in Rockland County, several miles past the north end of the highway at milepost 172.4...) So I guess you can drive for hours in the wrong direction, but it happens very rarely, or so I'd hope.)

[Sapphire Silk]

Everyone wants to think that New Jersey consists of Jersey City, Patterson, Newark, and Atlantic City.

There's actually more to the state than that.

[firecat88]

Everyone wants to think that New Jersey consists of Jersey City, Patterson, Newark, and Atlantic City.

There's actually more to the state than that.

You left out Hoboken.

[Ree]

Unbelievable!
Ya just can't make this shit up.

[Sapphire Silk]

You left out Hoboken.

I stand corrected

[dalesys]

You left out Dave Van Ronk - Garden State Stomp

[Primer]

Several years ago I was coming home late at night from visiting friends in another town, a few hundred miles away. I knew what road I was on, and I knew what road I needed to turn off onto, but i did NOT know far far I had yet to go, or if I had missed the turn. I stopped at an open convenience store and purchased a state road map. I folded it to general area of where I knew I had to be and asked the clerk if he could pinpoint the location a bit more closely. He could not. He either had no clue how to read a map, or he really did not know where he was. What was worse, nobody else in the store could tell me, either!

I finally decided to just keep going, and if I found another certain highway, that I would just turn right, go to Austin, and find my way home from there.