Coolness Reality Check

I'd like to think I'm cool and hip. Like today, I was driving in to work, enjoying the music on the radio, checking stocks on my iPhone and feeling pretty damn good about myself.

And then this happened: I was about to get out of the car, when I hear the host on the radio say, "You Won!! You just got two tickets to the Kelly Clarkson concert!" This was immediately followed by ear-piercing screaming... from the winning caller. From me... came a whooshing sound of deflation, a sigh which carried with it the last remnants of my taken for granted youth-attached coolness. The realization, as welcomed as a hug with a cactus, came quickly: I was rocking out to this radio station only a few seconds ago and they just gave away Kelly Clarkson tickets. I am a total dweeb.