you know you live in the country when...

...the radio in the grocery is playing a very twangy version of Elvira and as you go through the aisles more than three people are singing along. (They aren't together. They know all the words.) The other woman in the ice cream aisle and I weren't singing, but we were dancing.  The non-singing, non-dancing shoppers don't seem to find this evidence of insanity.