© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields"Wouldn't you know it, Michelle? Just as we get to the concert it starts really storming!"
"Sure is, Perry! I move we wait in the car until it slows a bit."
"Agreed. Although I hate to be late for Steely Dan."
"I still can't believe you talked me into this."
"Michelle, Steely Dan is the quintessential Boomer band! Second only to the Beatles."
"Need I remind you, Perry, it's only our second date and I'm a post-Boomer?"
"Okay, okay. Say Michelle ..."
"Since we're stuck here in the rain and .. um .. we're totally alone, how 'bout you and me ..."
"Wow!" I thought. "I've never seen anyone bolt that fast out of a car and into the pouring rain! I guess she really does want to see Steely Dan after all."
Well, it's raining, it's pouring, and it wouldn't have worked out with Michelle anyway. I'm a Boomer and she's a post Boomer. I'm formerly cute and she's currently cute. She's Jewish and I'm a Jehovah's Witness. Lots of problems.
I don't really know if Steely Dan is the quintessential Boomer band, but I think a lot of Boomers who grew up with them dig their off-beat style, intriguing lyrics, and just plain catchy music. I can't speak for millennials. What I can do, however, is speak for the Friday Fictioneers, whose work is always quintessential and available for you to check out by clicking here.
"Michelle, wait, come out of the rain! I'll do anything for you. I'll even become Jewish!"