Dance like nobody is watching......

One of the funnier things I see on a daily basis is when I am driving down the road, there is always at least one person who is just completely rocking out in their car. I’m not talk about just tapping the steering wheel or bobbing their head, I mean straight out the club gettin’ it.

Until……..they look over and see you looking at them. I can’t help but to laugh. All movement stops, and then they play it off with the slight head bob. Now it probably would not be nearly as funny to me if they just kept going. I would probably think they are having a good time, feeling free and happy. But instead it more like, yeah you just got caught being retarded when your normally not.

Now I do not want to give the impression that this has never happened to me. It has numerous times, but the difference is when I get caught I just throw up the deuces and keep going. I had one girl roll down her window and ask me to turn it up, I obliged and she started dancing too, only in Memphis.

But I got to thinking the other day, why do people do this until they realized they are being seen? The first thought that I had was that people, for some reason, must feel invincible in their vehicles. They see it as an abode. Which if you think about it, it is. I do not have any stats, but I’m willing to bet that third to their home and work, a car is where most time is spent.

This means that they are comfortable in their car; they feel safe, protected from outsiders. But I think they forget that the windows are clear and we can see into their “lives.” Other people can see how they really are. For example: the people I’m talking about. Regardless of their day today responsibilities and actions, deep down inside they want to have fun, be an 18 year old freshman in college having fun nearly 24/7. But they can’t because they are adults and are suppose to be serious and successful. Or maybe they care too much about what people think about them and have a momentary lapse and have fun when they think nobody is watching. They get busted and it’s back to “I want this guy to think I’m responsible.”

Maybe we all need to loosen up a little, and have fun. Not just do it when we think no one is watching. So next time you see someone rocking out in their car, laugh and join in. Who knows maybe you can get everyone at the red light to dance for 2 minutes.