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This is the world we live in:
1. This morning at church, after I sat down but before mass had started, I took my phone out of my pocket to turn the sound off. The elderly woman next to me was watching me, and I was thinking, "Oh gosh, I hope she doesn't think I'm texting or something in church. Please don't judge me, I'm just shutting the sound off!" The next time I glanced over at her, she had taken out her touch screen smart phone and was turning its sound off.
2. Friday afternoon, I was driving home from work and singing Wrecking Ball pretty loudly in my car. I was in the right hand lane on the highway when a car pulled up to pass me on the left, and I glanced over at it (like we all do). The woman in the passenger seat had her window rolled down and was singing Wrecking Ball at me. I couldn't hear her at all (and didn't react fast enough to roll my window down too) but she must have seen me singing it (it's pretty obvious, because everyone does this certain head motion when they sing the 'you wre-eh-eked me' part) and realized she had the same radio station on. So we had a brief sing-a-long, and It was awesome.
Answer to last Sunday's song: Band of Gold, by Freda Payne. No one guessed this.
1. This morning at church, after I sat down but before mass had started, I took my phone out of my pocket to turn the sound off. The elderly woman next to me was watching me, and I was thinking, "Oh gosh, I hope she doesn't think I'm texting or something in church. Please don't judge me, I'm just shutting the sound off!" The next time I glanced over at her, she had taken out her touch screen smart phone and was turning its sound off.
2. Friday afternoon, I was driving home from work and singing Wrecking Ball pretty loudly in my car. I was in the right hand lane on the highway when a car pulled up to pass me on the left, and I glanced over at it (like we all do). The woman in the passenger seat had her window rolled down and was singing Wrecking Ball at me. I couldn't hear her at all (and didn't react fast enough to roll my window down too) but she must have seen me singing it (it's pretty obvious, because everyone does this certain head motion when they sing the 'you wre-eh-eked me' part) and realized she had the same radio station on. So we had a brief sing-a-long, and It was awesome.
Answer to last Sunday's song: Band of Gold, by Freda Payne. No one guessed this.
