I picked up a loaner car today while mine is having all of the accessories installed. Since it is locked from pairing with any new phones we've had to listen to *gasp* the radio. On the way home from school today this happened:
Molly: What's that sound?
Me: What sound?
Molly: The beep beep beep sound.
Me: That's the radio dear… it's called a commercial.
Molly: Make it stop.
Yup, my darling dear princess child has been forced to listen to the radio… and *gasp* COMMERCIALS!!! In the Subaru I didn't get very many stations because the antenna was in the back windshield and most came in a bit static-y. Plus I always preferred to listen to my own music so N hooked me up with a cable and Molly has really only listened to music in my car off my phone and from her play list.
The spoiled generation indeed.