I don't know how I feel about this. Mortified or proud?

Wednesday was ds's birthday (I'll post pics soon). So of course on Tuesday I was strolling around Kmart at about 9pm getting party favors. Because I am well prepared and plan things in advance, you know. Anyway, this song came on in Kmart and suddenly I was transported back in time. My plodding feet suddenly felt lighter. A smile crossed my lips. I started wandering the aisles instead of heading to the checkout line just so I could enjoy the entire song. I may have even started singing along. But then, the song ended and the pitifullness of my situation dropped on me like the stack of blue-light special pecan sandies they stack way up to the ceiling so the little old ladies have to ask me to reach a package for them. When did I get old? When did the songs of my teenage years become muzak? But instead of heading for the anti-wrinkle cream aisle, I mollified myself with this thought: They are playing music for me because I am THE CONSUMER. I am part of one of the most powerful demographic groups in the world. I decide how the money will be spent. I rule the budget. I affect the economy. This power could go to my head! By now I know you are dying to hear the tune that magically convinces people like to me to stay in stores longer and buy more stuff, but I'm not even going to tell you the name of the song. You'll have to click here to hear it. I apologize if you have to listen to that annoying deodorant commercial where the woman actually sniffs her armpit or the sappy feminine hygiene product commercial first. No, I never thought the crescent moon looked like a maxi pad. But apparently people who will listen to this song are easily convinced to spend money... PS -Can I add a PS? Today I was in the grocery store and this song was playing. Excellent.