Today, for no particular reason at all, I’ve got various Battlestar Galactica tunes playing in my head… so sometimes I’ve been humming them while in my car alone.
…Picked up a well dressed man in his late 50s; he was going from his home to a restaurant, typical Saturday evening route. And I think I made a few brief BSG-themed hums while navigating the traffic… he paid no attention.
At the end of the ride we’ve exchanged a standard Uber pleasantries – thanks for the ride, yadda-yadda… I wished him a great evening.
He, already outside, closed the door behind, winked and said – so say we all.