What's my age again?
One time I was riding in the car with my boyfriend and his adolescent sister. We decided to listen to one of my playlists on Spotify. The conversation went something like this…
Me: So, what do you want to listen to?
Boyfriend: Whatever you guys want.
Boyfriend’s sister: How about classic rock?
Me: Oh, yeah! Do you wanna listen to The Beatles, The Doors, The Stones, Zeppelin…
Boyfriend’s sister: What? Umm, no. I don’t even know who any of those bands are. I meant Nirvana, or Blink 182. Ooohh! Or maybe Three Days Grace, Green Day, Avenged Sevenfold! You got Marilyn Manson?
Me: *Unsure if I should laugh or cry, I gasp for air and struggle to comprehend the blasphemous sacrilege that has just been uttered by the wide-eyed, uncultured little lamb in the backseat*
Boyfriend: I think you killed her.
