This reminded me of another case a couple of years ago. My niece, who attends McGill University in Montreal and was then playing for the women's soccer team, was in town to play the University of Ottawa team in a pre-season friendly. So, the family and I headed down to the campus to watch the game and parked in one of the pay-and-display garages just as a young chick got into her car a couple of spots down and turned on her techno-dance crap to ear-bleeding loudness, which, of course, got me ranting to my girls about today's self-absorbed and oblivious youth. I got out of the car, still grumbling, when, barely audible over the thumping bass I hear, "excuse me, excuse me." I turn to see said young chick walking towards me saying that she had paid for overnight parking, but wouldn't be needing it after all and would I like to have her receipt to display? What a fine young woman! And another 30 seconds of my life that was mis-spent.
This all raises two issues for me. First, being a big flaming ball of hate is taxing (no wonder I am nearly completely incapacitated by depression) and maybe I should approach these situations with a greater degree of positivity, or at least indifference. Second, do any of today's kids listen to good music? I never hear rock, blues, jazz or, God forbid, classical music thudding from their cars.
Your More Mellow Correspondent signing off.