When you hear a new song on the radio and you’re desperately trying to pick a notable phrase so you can google it later
Gather round, kids. Let me tell you a story from ye olden days because I am tumblr elderly. I used to DJ for a radio station. I played records and CDs and we had station IDs from bands on 8 track cartes. People would call me asking what songs were–but they had to mumble, sing, or play the song on an instrument. I had someone call me to ask what Smells Like Teen Spirit was when it was a single. They played it on an accordion. I forgot about it until a moment ago when I saw this post.
They played it on an accordion
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Someone: Hey, can I run an idea by you? It’s an AU and it’s a little weird so I-
Me: *knocking everything off the table and climbing on top of it* GIVE ME YOUR IDEAS SO THAT I MAY DEVOUR THEM FOR I AM THE IDEAPHAGE
wait… if you have social anxiety… and i have social anxiety…
then who’s going to order the food?
how come we’re always forced to choose between kids and a job??? i dont want either
Person: *says something really sweet*
Me: *reads it over and over for a month*
me: *doesn’t hear from best friend for a day*
me: omg are we drifting? we’re drifting. I don’t know what is happening in your life. I’m so out of touch. We don’t know each other anymore. What is our friendship?
when u go to a restaraunt regularly and order the same thing every time
Me: *hasnt answered someone in a certain amount of days*
Me: now I cannot reply because it is too late™
my aesthetic is students at the library who have all their study materials out but are blatantly Not Studying
*looks in a mirror* you again
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