people think the are way too cool. picture this scenario: you are in a relatively good mood, not dressed up but not dressed down, some friends are coming over to your place to have a few drinks to start off the evening. before you know it, its 10pm and your sitting alone listening to melissa etheridge. all of your "friends" are still getting ready or trying to find better more important things to do. i've done it, you've done it, sometimes there are extenuating circumstances, so on and so forth.
i guess i just don't understand. besides blatantly lying to your friend (my #1 pet peeve, liars) you are wasting perfectly good bonding time (my number #3 pet peeve, wasting time). the best days start when you crack a beer at 3pm with a small number of people...4 hours later everyone is 12 beers deep and some new soul mates are belting out "--pause--- I wanna come over, to hell with the consequence, you told me you loved me, thats allll i belieeve". thats another melissa etheridge song for those of you that didn't make the connection.
my point. people think that they are way cooler than they actually are. its like they truly believe that if they dress to the nines, start drinking at 10:30pm, go to the local bar/tavern/club they will end up grinding with paris hilton. newsflash, that never happens. its more like: you suck at dancing so you stand awkwardly with your entourage, you drink too much, too fast because you feel like an idiot, then you end up fighting some dude because he saw you dancing like perez hilton (my #2 pet peeve).
don't be a douche. show up when you make plans. believe me, you will have more friends and you might learn to appreciate melissa etheridge.
Repeat Offender: I Wanna Come Over, I'm The Only One
BRYtunes Genius Recommendation: If It Makes You Happy- Sheryl Crow, Play Count 15
some more pet peeves: toe stubbing, slow drivers, the drips of pee that get on your pants no matter how many tugs you give, foreigners, nascar fans claiming nascar drivers are athletes, hats that fit when you buy them but the don't later, driving while trying to eat nuggets with sweet and sour sauce, cutting your fingernails too short, when people leave that gross last sip of beer in the can so it gets the returnables bag all sticky, slow internet, miss-spelled (sp?) words, white hockey players that pick up a canadian accent, myspace profiles, bad wind-shield wipers...this could be a whole new blog (great word)
I spent many, many years trying to get other people to listen to music with me. Worked a few times. It's funny, now that I look back on it. Rarely do people actually care what you think about music. Eventually I decided that music is 99% intensely personal unless you're playing it with others. Playing in a band is cool because you can really get into the details with other people, and that is a satisfying experience. But even then, nothing will ever sound as good to someone else as it sounds to you.
ReplyDeleteThe first conversation I ever had with my (eventual) wife was interesting because somehow we got on the topic of my favorite band...Rush. Somehow, she didn't hate them, and was somewhat familiar with their hits, so I was plenty intrigued. She liked a lot of stuff that I can't stand (Modest Mouse, Pixies) but they weren't deal-breakers. At least she could appreciate Rush.
Some obscure bands that other people actually picked up on were: October Project, Chroma Key, 2 Skinnee J's, Barenaked Ladies (back when they were unknown). I'm sure there were others, but these are the ones that came to mind.
I didn't know that the band Foreigner was one of your pet peeves - mine too! Oh, what? Oh he means actual foreigners... Wow. Uh, now I'm embarassed. I'll just take my maple syrup and go now...
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