A First Date - True Story

Place - New York City
Time - September 2008

He pulls up in his shiny new car.

I get in.

Me: Hi, how's it going?!

Him: Good, how are you?

Me: Pretty good. Hey, what are you listening to?

Him: Oh, this? This is HIP HOP (pronounced slowly and loudly, while leaning over the center console to ensure all enunciations go directly down into my eardrum)

Me: Oh. Cool. I think I read about this stuff in the New Yorker once. Sammy Davis Jr, Frank Sinatra, and some other guys right?