I’m from West Virginia.
Some polite (albeit ignorant) people say, "Oh, I have relatives in Virginia.
Jerks ask, “Do you fuck your sister?” (I reply, “No, yours”.)
I’m Newfoundland born, so I get asked if I had family in the fishery. (Not really. One lobster fisherman, but that’s it.)
Nobody has ever heard of my town, so I default to the nearest pair of big cities. Because what people say when I say “My Town” is “Whuh?”
“Do you know Sarah Palin?” :rolleyes:
I get asked about a certain group of a certain segment of society that decided to make my state their home, to which I usually reply, “No, we jailed those fuckers and burned down their compound years ago”
“Oh, wow, you’re from Texas. Well…I’ve been to Austin once!”
Dunedin, New Zealand.
Sheep jokes. Hobbit jokes. Then they ask what town I’m from, and if I’m lucky they will mention albatrosses, but most likely it’s quizzical confusion as they’ve only ever been to Auckland and Queenstown.
This is, word-for-word, entirely accurate in my experience. I was actually going to bring up the Al Capone vs Michael Jordan example (although most of my travelling abroad was 80s-00s, so I don’t know if Michael Jordan is still as solid in the public imagination, but I was shocked to find out that Al Capone was still so well known out there, so maybe not much has changed.)
It used to be “Do you smoke a lot of pot?” Now that it’s legal statewide I don’t get that anymore. Now it’s usually “How much snow do you get?”, which doesn’t really have an answer - it all depends on the year.
Nothing from my hometown, but when I say where I’m from now it’s always “So do you go to Disney a lot?” Yes, yes I do.
I now live in west Michigan, but I’m from the Detroit suburb of Dearborn (mentioned above by Spice Weasel); grew up there and spent 36 of my 43 years there. Usually when I tell people around here that I’m from Dearborn it’s something along the lines of “Oh, yeah, glad you got out. What was it like being the only non-Muslim?”:rolleyes:
You’re from Massachusetts??? (said with skepticism) Why don’t you have an accent?
Then they do their cah and pahk Hahvard Yahd impersonation.
You should start looking puzzled and ask them what a “Disney” is. 
The farther I am from Cleveland, the more likely I am to say Cleveland.
If I tell people I’m from New York, they assume I’m from New York City.
I spent my early childhood in the town where I now live (with a nearly 50yr hiatus in between). And when I tell folks where I came from/now live, they almost always say, “Ooooh, lucky you”.
Except it’s a very different town to the one I grew up in, has grown four-fold both geographically and population-wise, and is nothing like the town of old.
However, it still has a gorgeous ocean beach and estuarine river, and the tourists are still a scourge during the holiday season. 
Well, I keep moving 
I’d have to change that every few weeks if I wanted to be perfectly accurate, and whatever location I currently happen to be in doesn’t necessarily match those I talk about.
I’m delocalized, like electrons in resonant rings 
If I answer ‘The North West (of England)’, the commonest response is ‘whereabouts?’ I say the nearest big town, they ask ‘where’s that?’
I stopped answering ‘Cumbria’ because such a scary proportion of my fellow English had no idea where it was (it’s the 3rd largest county), and I got fed up of telling people that no, it’s not in Scotland.
“What exit?” :mad:
“Where’s that?”
If they know it, they’ll make a comment about the smell (paper mill), to which the only permissable response is “Smells like money to me”.