On Saturday I walked into a very full Mr. Meat store and while waiting to check out the specials, I must have let a line of whatever music was on, escape my lips. (I am always singing in my head but don't do it well so not out loud). This tall tattooed guy noticed (I apologize if I know you from somewhere, my memory is poor) and said something about getting down to the jam as he smiled and danced a bit. I found this to be hilarious but was a little out of it and so it probably came off more as disdain. Just wanted to say that I laughed about this all the way home. I'm not always that uptight!