"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."
The difference between you and the person in the story this relates to (and the part that rescues you from SS-itude) is that you'd been forced to listen to it for weeks, presumably after you'd said you didn't like it. She, on the other hand, did this on one of their first dates, and after a cursory sampling. That's what makes these stories so different.
The second tossing is even farther from SS because he knew what happened the first time, so he was obviously picking on you because he liked you and fully expected you to defenestrate the irritant.