Sweet F.A.
So I got into a yelling match in the PVCC parking lot today.
I was heading out of PVCC this evening and I heard a voice coming from behind me. “You look like you came from a different century!”
I turned around and saw this old fart who must have been in his 60s walking toward me. He said that I looked like early Springsteen, which I wanted to take as a compliment until he said, “Stop ripping off our look!”
Naturally, I told him, as I tell everyone, that I’m a musician, but then he told me that he was a musician too and used to look like me. We basically got into a yelling match as he walked across the parking lot (and I stayed standing by my car), stressing the importance of “finding my own look” and telling me to “shave your beard and cut off that long hair.” He was halfway across the parking lot as I tried to explain that I just liked wearing my hair like that, but he wouldn’t hear it. All I remember was at the end, he shouted, “We already dressed like that and look where that got us!”
Like, WTF? Where do I start with this?
First of all, for as much as he stressed me to “find my own look” by cutting my hair… wouldn’t that just be me ripping off the 2010s? I’d much rather rip off the ’70s than the ’10s. And what was with that last comment? “Look where that got us”? The guy looked like a baby boomer… so is he suggesting that the fashion of the ’70s was what ruined his generation? No, the fact that the baby boomers became a bunch of greedy, money-hungry, judgmental assholes with sticks up there asses is what ruined that generation.
It was a little annoying, but it was honestly kind of hilarious how pathetic his argument was.