The backstory: Like every place, New Jersey has its own particular culture. It is a running joke in my family that you can’t go to a public place in New Jersey without hearing the music of either Bruce Springsteen or Bon Jovi on the radio. In the great Springsteen vs. Bon Jovi debate, we’re Bon Jovi people. The other day, JT and I were at a diner (another New Jersey tradition) when the matter of Jersey tunes came up.
JT: Really? We’re leaving the diner and now Bon Jovi comes on?
Me: Our timing is poor, son.
This wouldn’t have happened if we were natives; the kind of people who ate pork roll or Taylor ham at the diner.
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