Cruisin’

I’m cruisin’ the Fairway soda aisle for a two-liter bottle of carbonated kicks (N.B.: Can it if you want to tell me soda is unhealthy, and/or you never drink it because you only do stuff that’s 300% natural like dew, and not the Mountain kind), and a stupid song is playing.

An older man, who’s also been cruisin’, sidles up to me.

“What does ‘jamify’ mean? What is that?”

I tell him I have no idea, have no clue what anyone is saying anymore, and he walks away muttering, “Jamify.  Jamify!”

I’m delighted that I appeal to the curmudgeon set!

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