I hate when you arrive at your destination just when one of your favorite songs that you haven’t heard in years and practically forgot existed comes on the radio. Do you 1) sit in the car and listen to the whole song, which is hardly as enjoyable (for some reason) as hearing it while your wheels are in motion, or 2) drive around the block, which feels forced, or 3) turn off the radio before the song is over because you’re late for work?

I had to choose number 3 today, when an old Chicago song came on, not one from the Peter Cetera era but from Chicago 18, with that replacement lead singer with the long curly hair. “Will you still love me for the rest of my life? I gotta lotta love that I don’t wanna let go.” I don’t know if I will still love you, because you’re not Peter, and because I have to turn you off now.

The only thing worse is when you flip to a new radio station only to find one of your favorite songs that you haven’t heard in years and practically forgot existed…come to an end.

Of course none of this should make a difference now that we all have iTunes and iPods and other iThings that allow us to hear all of those long forgotten songs at the click of a wheel…but there’s nothing like randomly stumbling onto a song you forgot existed. It’s like the difference between keeping a bowl of candy at your desk, candy you never touch because it’s always there and you can have it anytime, and finding a bowl of your favorite Hershey’s Miniatures (Krackels, if you have good taste) at your neighbor’s desk, where they’re like golden treasure and cause you to find excuses to talk to your neighbor six more times that afternoon.