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Yesterday, while I am here in Atlanta for WordCamp ATL, I hopped in a Lyft from my hotel to head out to dinner. When I opened the door to the car, I could hear Outkast playing, to my approval. The driver was a young African American man, and he greeted me before activating Google Maps on his phone. Then, he reached down to his stereo screen, and picked a playlist named "White People." The Outkast stopped, and on came Maroon 5.
I would have told him to switch the music back to Outkast, but I couldn't stop laughing for long enough!