Country

I'm in the elevator and a man says, "What are you listening to?" I say, "Music." He says, "What kind of music?" I say, "Ambient." He stretches his hand towards me (I'm thinking he's asking me for money), and says, "Country!" I say, "Country?!...maybe if I'm from the Prairies." He starts laughing and says, "I like country! I'm from the Yukon." The door opens, he pats me on the arm, and tells me to have a nice day.