Every day, my boss gives our driver shit for listening to music he hates. Today was no exception, and as usual, my boss changes the radio station to some American pop radio station. It's a pretty bad song that's playing on the radio however. The driver looks over to Dan and says "Music, good?"
"Nah, this is crap, but it's got a tempo"
*He starts snapping his fingers to the beat of the song*
"You know tempo?"
*Then he starts snapping his fingers at random all over the place*
"Afghani music has no tempo, it's like you're having a fucking heart attack."