Third Day of Summer

Driving down the 408, I'm listening to Raw Dog on SiriusXM and Adam Sandler's "Mayor of Pussytown" comes on. Without thinking, I pull up to the toll booth to pay my overpriced fee. The wonderful African American woman was simply doing her job and taking my toll which was 98 cents overpriced and I was sort of bopping to the music. As she turned to give me my change, "MAYOR OF PUSSYTOWN" comes blaring out of my broken down very white speakers. We make eye contact, breaking down hundreds of years of racial inequality, more judgement on her part than mine, I give a sheepish smile, she rolls her eyes, and I cruise my pimp ride further on down Orlando's overpriced concrete.