Old Fogey?

This afternoon a car came to a stop behind me with the bass so loud that my car was shaking. As I waited for the traffic to pass so I could turn, afraid the Dandelion was going to wake up from his nap from the noise, I got more & more irritated by the noise.

Oh, those young whippersnappers & that noise they call music. What is the world coming to?

Apparently, somewhere around the time that I became a parent, I got "old"...