The backstory: It’s Christmas Eve and the town fire department sirens are growing closer. My mom and I set out on the front porch to spy Santa as he comes by (this is a Jersey tradition). While we are waiting, one of my neighbors pulls out of her driveway, and honks and waves as she drives by our house. My mom hears the honk, but doesn’t see the wave.
Mom: What’s her problem?
Me: She was honking and waving hello. Damn, Mom, you’ve been in New Jersey too long.
I think that about sums it up, folks.
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