Vince and I are so different in so many ways. I think we prove that opposites attract. I’ve listened to old country music my whole life. I can remember leaving our house and going to my grandparents’ two hours away every Friday from the very early 60’s to the early 70’s with country music playing on the radio the entire trip. Vince says “I didn’t listen to that music. I listened to REAL music!”
I love David Wills’ song “There’s a Song on the Jukebox”.
For you non-country music fans, the first words of the song are:
“I want a drink, and here’s a twenty
And bring my change in dimes”
Probably a dozen times in the last few years, he’ll say something like “Do you have a $20” and if I do, I’ll hand it to him and say “bring my change in dimes”. Every single time I say it, he says “Why on earth would you want so many dimes?” and he never remembers the song, even though I play it for him each time we go through this.
Just now he was going to the shop fridge for a Coke and he said “Do you want a drink?” and I said “Yes. Here’s a twenty. Bring my change in dimes!”
What do you think he said? “Where would I get $20 worth of dimes if I’m just going to the shop and why do you need them?” He’s dead serious! I played the song for him and again . . he said “I never listen to that kind of music. I listen to REAL music!”
Poor Vince. His life would be so much easier if his wife was more serious . . and hadn’t grown up listening to totally different music from what he listened to.