Geez it irritates me!
I was young once and used to drive into parking lots with my music a little louder than it probably had to be. The sound system in my Toyota Tazz wasn’t great but it made a bit of a racket as I pulled in.
It was a phase, I got over it.
When you are on the other side of 35 and you pull into a petrol station in your BMW 1-series with all your windows rolled down and blaring some crappy hip-hop about how you want to love me I draw the line – especially when the petrol attendant can’t hear what you are asking him to do and your only response is to shout louder.
On top of that you then get out of your car, leaving your music blaring at fill tilt while you walk into the Engen Quickshop / Woolworths in your tank top so you can buy some frigging cup-cakes?
Seriously – if you want to subject yourself to Neo working through his constipation issues, by all means go ahead. But do it with your windows closed and PLEASE don’t subject me and the rest of the petrol station to it…
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