Suddenly, I felt my butt vibrate. Lana Del Rey's voice sounded from my phone which was tucked away inside the back pocket of my jeans. That stupid vibration, this is why I don't keep my phone in the back pocket, the only reason I did so today was so that I can lift the heavy bag comfortably without anything in my hands. As Lana finished her opening lines, the beat dropped for the chorus to start and my heart dropped with it as I recognized the opening lyrics. Oh no. No. "YOU CAN BE THE BOSS DADDY, YOU CAN BE THE BOSS" Vienna, she changed the ringtone! I'm going to kill that bitch once I get home. In the split second of all this happening, I made the decision of holding the plastic bag in one arm instead of putting it down on the wet sand as I fished my phone out of my back pocket. I glanced at aforementioned attractive guy at my side to see his eyes dancing with mirth and his soft looking lips puckered in a little pout as he tried his best to stop himself from breaking into a full blown grin. I guess my embarrassment is entertaining to him.All Rights Reserved