Snowflake Agreewithmyrudeness Specialia:
My SO’s mother was recounting the story of one of her first dates with her husband to me. Evidently, they were on a drive through the mountains, and she put one of his 8 track tapes in for music. It turned out to be some sort of heavy metal band ("you know, that rwaaaar rwaaar rwaaaar kind of music… horrible!"), so she took great delight in telling me that she rolled down the window, chucked it out, and "he’s never listened to anything but country western and easy listening since!"
I must admit, I wasn’t very graceful either, because as she stared at me, obviously expecting me to praise her for her great handling of the situation and training of said husband, all I could respond with was "sounds like a waste of a great 8 track" (I happen to love late-70s metal, myself). That was much kinder than what my brain was screaming ("seriously, why did this man keep dating you, let alone marry you after this and other similar stories!").
WOW! That's just...I think I'd be staring at her in disbelief myself. DH and I don't see eye to eye on some forms of music (He loves anime but is not a huge fan of musicals. I'm the opposite) but I wouldn't dream of throwing his cd's out the window!
I'll out myself as an SS about now.
Waaaay back in the dark ages when my husband and I first started dating
, there were two things wrong with the musical world. The Red Nose Song (a fundraiser cassette for the SIDs foundation in NZ) and Billy Ray Cyrus. (Some gave all...I didn't ) We lived in the back of beyond so most dates involved a great deal of driving. I should note that they came out roughly within 6 months of each other.
After about 6 weeks of non stop tormenting me with which ever one came out first, let's say Achy Breaky Heart, I grabbed it out of the tape deck, pulled a little of the tape out and threw it out the window.
A month of two later, the next one was released. And over played. And despite the begging and the pleading and finally the warning about what happened last time, it too suffered the same fate.
It's been a running joke for the past few years as to the depth of my distaste for both songs - once he bought home the Billy ray CD from a 2nd hand shop. I gave it to a friend a few months later when we moved. And every now and then he'll crank it up on youtube because he knows I won't throw that out the window. Yet.
So I'm an SS. And I can live with it.