Last night I was driving home from work at midnight. This was Friday night becoming Saturday morning. Somebody had crashed on the freeway ahead and we were slowed to about 5mph.
Adjacent to me was a convertible with the top down, and 6 college-aged people crammed into it. All hollering and waving at another similar convertible adjacent which another 6 similar people crammed into it.
Having a convertible myself, but with the top up, I ran my top down and shouted over: “Hey, can I join your group?” FTR I’m a gray-haired 60-ish person dressed in my work uniform. Instantly they’re all hollering and waving at me and inviting me to join them. It’s obvious they’ve all been drinking just a wee bit. Including the drivers.
As the conversation develops, they’re all refugees from up North, having flown to Miami a few days ago as a group to get away from the cold. And right now they’re on their way to some nightclub I’ve never heard of and want me to join them. “No thanks, us fogeys need our sleep.” And sotto voce don’t want your damn COVID either.