I’m new to this, and somehow I missed out on most of the Walkman Revolution of that bygone error when we had albums and made tapes.
(I’ll wait while half of you go ask your parents what all those things were. Â You’re back? Â Good. Â Moving on)
I have an MP3 player (in case anybody cares, it’s an Iriver T10 that I got on refurbished closeout someplace).  It’s way cool.  It holds a ton of music – so now I don’t need to carry around a box of CD’s.  Yes, I know what CD’s are, I’m not THAT old.
In fact, I’m listening to it right now. Â Chicago Transit Authority, from before they had to change their name to the more politically correct “Styx,” but I digress. Â I’m listening to it, and I have one question for those of you savvy personal audio users:
How the hell do you not sing along and make an ass out of yourself?
*also waiting for the answer*
impossible! But I wouldn’t know what to do with a MP3 player. But they sound cool. 🙂 I do know how to use a walkman.
Who cares?! People look at me that way and I just grin and start singing louder ’cause obviously I’m having a much better time than they are. Jealous bastards.
Laaaaady. When you’re with me I’m smiling. Give me wohohoh all of your luh-uv.
Laaaaady. From the moment I saw you. Standing wohohoh all aloooooone.
Great. Styx. In my head. All day I’m sure.
Thanks Ben.
I’m with Sherry on this one. WHO CARES what total strangers think? They can only make you feel embarassed if you let them! Just be sure not to make direct eye contact…