A Chance Encounter

So there I was.. On my way to pick up some lunch. I'm in my car, driving down 15 mile road. I had the radio off. Bascially I haven't rotated my CD's in a while and I didn't feel like popping any of them in.

I could feel the floor vibrating. My car has 217,000+ miles on it, things do vibrate, but not like this. The car was shaking, and I could hear music.

I rolled down the window. There was a car next to me that was sporting a sound system my Uncle Elmer would say, "Needs me to get out my 22 and *makes gun motion and shooting noises*" Usually the people that have these things tend to listen to music with lots of Bass, typically Rap, and typically male. Today, my perceptions were thrown on their ass.

In the lane next to me was a girl I'd put in her thirtys. She was latino looking, but I really didn't get a good look. She was jamming to Gloria Estafan. I mean LOUD like you think of volcano eruptions as being loud. The only person I ever knew to listen to Gloria was my sister and she never listened to it at that volume. The even latin drum beats felt like concussion grenades against my car... And then she was gone... Thankfully.

I'm still popular in Fraser!

Isn't it strange what sticks out as abnormal anymore?