She was just so darned cute, I had to laugh. As I got closer, I recognized the music as Green Day. I laughed again. She gave me a total hate stare, me being 35 and obviously old old old.
She took the buds out of her mouth and said, "I can taste music." She said it like it was so profound it was going to blow my mind. I think her expected reaction was that I would suddenly stop smiling and walk faster to get away from her before she killed me.
Instead I laughed. Those of you that know me from meeting me know how loud my laugh is. This wasn't just one of my mild giggles. I laughed out loud with full gusto. People turned and looked, probably to see what kind of animal had been hit by a car and was making that terrible noise before it died.
She just shook her head and put the buds back in her mouth.
I wonder what Green Day tastes like. Probably the same as punk bands from the 70s and 80s, only not as good.