I happen to be somewhat nearby to the OP's location...nope, can't blame his location. But, then again, I'm originally from NJ so I might not be the best judge of unacceptable rudeness.
You probably can, however, blame his/her rudeness on the fact that s/he most likely lives under a bridge, or s/he posted here to get some support to no avail.
"Lives under a bridge," OMG, I will not laugh, I will not laugh, I will not laugh...Okay, too late.
I too am originally from NJ...I got used to people being nice out here (neighbors, store workers, etc.) FAST...I went back to NJ and I still love it, it is still home but, true story, I was literally in tears only 60 minutes within the state line last time I visited there. I was fishing for coins at a toll booth and asked about tokens and the guy literally screamed and swore at me, LOL. When I asked him why there were no tokens, that's when he swore at me...I drove away crying, yes, crying...apparently my NJ skin was completely rubbed off by then...
To this day when I cry about missing NNJ, especially in the fall, my husband wags his finger at me and admonishes, "Don't forget the mean toll booth guy!" and "Don't forget how cashiers used to punish us for not bagging our own groceries fast enough by smooshing our bread underneath the liquid laundry detergent bucket."
When we moved here (to SoCal) I went for a walk with my son and I told my husband when we got back, "You know, EVERYWHERE we went, someone smiled and said hi. Even the KIDS. It was creepy." And my husband goes, "Only someone from New Jersey could think people being nice is creepy." LOL.
To stay even minimally OT...when I lived there, the legal age for buying cigs was 18. I was unaware that they changed it. Interesting.