.....especially when the complete opposite happens.
So I'm in Atlanta last week, rolling through Buckhead, up Peachtree. Weather was nice, windows were down.
I pull up at a traffic light next to this black guy in a convertible. I was rather annoyed because the music coming from his car was so loud I had to turn up my radio just to hear what I was listening to in my car.
Yep, he was blaring Michael Buble so loudly that it interfered with the rap music I was playing in my car.
I laughed at the irony.
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