Oh yikes and yikes again. In a shocking turn of events, just when you were riding high about to do some light doom scrolling, the beast has once again emerged from the woods to absolutely urethra chop your good mood. This time, the blow to your self-confidence comes in the form of that oh so familiar existential crisis: the worst guy you know has your exact taste in music.
Yeah that’s right, no way around it. That guy Shane that you know from your Ultimate Frisbee league — that’s right, that chode with the puffy Peter Lorre face who’s always creeping up behind the women on your team — just shared a story on Instagram of Nick Drake’s “Pink Moon” off the album of the same name, with the caption: “One of my favorite albums of all time.”
Isn’t that just peachy. That’s one of your favorite albums too. This sneaky little mongoose probably even has a story about how, oh yeah man, you know, man, it got me through a really hard time. Well, guess what, Shane, you haven’t seen a hard time until you’ve seen a man with gangly bird legs in short shorts trying to dominate the ultimate frisbee team, one errant gust of wind away from breaking out of his tidy-whities and turning the whole field into a biology class.
It could be a coincidence, you know. Shane has major sad boy energy. Well, it’s more like… modern-day Kevin Spacey energy, but that’s really sad. Lots of sad boys like Nick Drake. But oh no. Oh God. He just shared a playlist where Nick Drake, The Decemberists, and Neko Case were the three most featured artists. He probably doesn’t even like Neko’s lyrics that much. A man who spends that much time awkwardly asserting himself into conversations and asking: “Oh, have you seen Marty Supreme yet? Best movie of the year IMHO. What’s that? Oh no, I didn’t see If I Had Legs, I’d Kick You. I know how it sounds, but I like a man’s touch behind the camera,” definitely doesn’t have enough media literacy to understand the gender rebellion of “Man.”
It’s over. It’s all over. He just posted an Iron and Wine song on his Instagram story with the caption: Guess it’s time for some rainy day tunes. You do that every time it rains. Oh God, it’s sandwiched right between posts about his all-white-male improv team. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, you do improv.
As if it couldn’t get any worse… you actually liked that story before you saw it was his. You’re doomed.
