No Man, I’m Good

It is a hot day, the sun is masked by the clouds, and pollen is coating my car. I am driving on the expressway with a passenger, windows up, AC blasting and music on. As I am slowing down in anticipation of the light ahead I see another car start driving parallel to me. There he is making the ‘roll down your window’ gesture, even though no one “rolls” their windows down anymore. There I am thinking people still need to ask each other for directions. So I press a button to pull my window down, lean over my passenger and the guy says..

“Hey Yo! You need some rims!”

“No man, I’m good.”