Sitting outside of Subway eating lunch, the speakers overhead have the radio station broadcasting while we eat.

“I hate this song.”

“Mamma, why do you hate it? It’s not such a bad song.”

“Because all they sing is, ‘Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you? Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you? Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you? Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?’ That’s not exactly musical genius there.”

“Oh.”

“Who sings that song, anyway, B? Is it Nickelback?”

“No, I’m pretty sure it’s the Foo Foo Fighters.”