I wondered, what if my pickup was stolen today. What kind of person would the thieves think I was, by looking at the music in my cubby?
I ran through this scenario in my mind. The crooks deftly and delicately throw a brick through my window. They then speed off. When they realize that no police sirens are following them, one thief says to the other, "Hey Snake, Let's listen to some tunes."
"Sounds good, Spike. See what this guy has in the cubby." The passenger then opens up the CD cubby to peruse my music library.
I've come to the conclusion that most of my discs would probably be sent out the now broken window. Springsteen might be safe if the crooks are 40 years old or so.
But, what would they think of me as a person? A nerd for listening to Sousa Marches? An egghead for the classical discs? An old fart for the 80's music? Or super cool rocker who listens to Greenday?! Probably a combination of three of those choices.
Then I thought, maybe I should change some of the discs that I drive around with in case I happen to leave my pickup in an unsavory neighborhood. Maybe I should exchange the Marches for some Pearl Jam. Or trade REO in on some Rolling Stones. It doesn't matter that I don't particularly like listening to the Stones. What matters is, seeming cool to these soon-to-be inmates, right? Or, even better, I could just get the cool bands' CD cases and leave my old discs in them. At least I would look cool on the outside.
I suppose at this point I should probably be more worried about whether I sent that last insurance payment in, than a felon's critique of my driving music.
I hope the day never comes when I am the victim of a car theft. I don't think I can take the rejection.