Some cars just can't rock

After my Technical Writing class I got into my car and the sweet tunes of Boston's Smokin' were sounding from my speakers. Good song, good song.

So I pulled around the corner and was stopped at a light behind some white car. I didn't pay much attention to the make and model. I apologize. Both of us had our blinkers on to turn left.

Two cars stopped at a light, both waiting to go the same direction. One difference: the white car's blinker was synced with Boston. Mine wasn't.

Sad day, sad day.