Dennis Reynolds

I was on my way out of the parking lot of a superstore when this teenage girl who works there and has this big cart full of baskets suddenly deliberately uses it to block my path, walks away from the cart while my inner monologue is just like "what the fuck is she doing" and she walks up to my car and asks me what song I'm listening to  I tell her it's Rapture by Blondie, she thanks me and immediately walks back and moves her crap out of my way