today on my lunch break i headed down to a nearby coffee joint to drink my "large regular" in peace and away from the co-workers i'm beginning to dislike. this past week i concluded i just don't like people. but back to my lunch break story:

nearby was what appeared to be a couple on a date; both roughly in their mid late 30s and neither particularly attractive. he wore a black leather jacket, sported tight acid wash jeans and a slick blonde-haired pony tail. think of every metallica fan circa 1988 if you're drawing a blank. she has black jeans and a blue jean jacket. may have had some mental disorder but i cannot conclude.

he was going on how he sings in a band and the range of his voice allows him to cover anything from bon jovi to megadeath or something like that. then he went on about how he hates rap and hip-hop and doesn't know the difference between the two. he doesn't think there is a difference as he busted out the classic "rap is crap" cliche.

but the metal head realized the problem with his argument and was quick to point out people can make the same mistake when talking about metal. there's death metal, speed metal, and he mentioned a few more but i couldn't hear his justification as to why "types of metal" are all different.

the whole time the date sat there looking around aimlessly the walls and back into her coffee cup. i heard a few "uh huh"s but that's about it before they got up and left. i found the whole incident rather amusing.

he's so getting laid right now.

i laughed to myself stepping out of the coffee shop thinking this is so bloggable. i really do must hate people.