FORREAL, when I went to Michigan I noticed they call it "POP" there too, I was at the theatre buying my popped corn when all of a sudden I tried to order a soda and the motherfucker just stared at me with slobber dripping from his bottom lip. I said bitch Im not asking for arm and hammer. Eventually, I took a picture for the recycling bin at the airport because it also said "pop" and kept it for a souvenir.
That pop shit is queer.