â€¦donâ€™t use that rare chance to communicate with me just to tell me that I â€œhave odd taste in music.â€
Unique taste, maybe.
Dark taste, maybe.
Good taste, MAYBE.
But not odd. I mean, maybe itâ€™s not inherently clear that since I am broadcasting over Adium what track I am playing at the moment, itâ€™s an expression of my individuality. My personality. In short, itâ€™s the only thing Iâ€™ve got. So, newsflash: the expression of your opinion that my music taste is odd may not do anyone in the room a whole lot of good.
Maybe unless you get some sort of sick gratification out of it, somehow.
A question: Am I supposed to go jump off a cliff, now, if I canâ€™t get my taste to be â€¦ whatâ€™s the opposite of odd, now? â€¦ common?
Or to match yours?
What bands do you like? (Wait, let me get a pen.)
And what is it exactly, that you know about the music I listen to in order to draw that sort of “odd” conclusion?
I also thought that was a nice touch, too, how you signed off immediately afterwards. Like, Here! A little zap of insight! And then youâ€™re gone. I never knew what hit me with that drive-by – a gratuitous, ingratiating comment dripping with condescension. Oh, no.
What did she say about my music, again?