However, why do I end up having this conversation every day?:
Student: "Hey Ed, what does that word say on your shirt?"
Me: "...It's clearly visible, you douchebag, but it says (Insert Band Name Here)
Student: "Wow, that name sounds (Insert Wrong Nationality Here).
Me: "Yeah, they sing completely in (Insert Corresponding Language Here).
Student: "What? They don't even speak American!?"
Me: "No, not everyone in the world speaks 'American'."
Student: "So you can't understand what they're saying?"
Me: "...no."
Student: "Then why do you listen to them."
Every time someone has the balls to ask me that I die a little inside. It's called "music", not a "monologue". If you find yourself asking this question, go read a book. I know what you're thinking: "Im so gunna say that 2 him and hes gunna b so pissed!".
Wrong, just dissapointed.
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