I lived and worked in Boston for 6 months trying to closeout a company project. A fellow SoCal employee picked me up at the airport . On the way to the hotel he explained the Boston rules:
Turn signals are a sign of weakness. (At the time I thought he was kidding,
When asking for directions, how to pronounce the city of Peabody (Pe-Ba-De)
When you see a traffic signal blinging green, stop until you get a solid green. (Really, blinking green means pedestrians only)
If you order fish grilled, they know you are from out of town. (Everything comes deep fried)
This sign still strikes fear in my heart. (An f'ing free for all)
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