You know that thing in your front seat?
The one on the passenger side?
The one you keep looking at during your morning commute, swerving across the yellow line?
The thing that transfixes you such that you sit for an extra minute after the stoplight turns green?
You know, that thing.
My car didn’t come with it.
I don’t know what it is, but it must be fascinating, and man, I want one.