He was gross, and he was singing.

I don't like to sing.
And, to be honest, I don't really like it when other people sing.
Most of the time I feel embarrassed for them.
On their behalf.

So as we rode home and he sang along to the radio, I couldn't help but squirm.

The chorus: "As the sun shines/I'm going to be there for you baby."
Over and over.

And he continued even after the radio was on to the next song: "I can see in your eyes that you want to be mine/something something northern skies/whoa-oh-oh eyes"

Now mix in the bit about the sun shining, and being there for baby, and ugh.

I thought about vomiting on his feet on my way out of the cab.
(He hadn't picked the station though, so I thought it best to forgive him.)