So this is why no one talks to meOr: Look like a pretentious dip-shit with your earplugs on.
Possibly, but I wouldn’t want to speak to anyone that thinks like that anyways. It’s not my fault if they don’t understand that life is better with music.
People that listen to music are pretentious dip-shits now? Bullshit. 95% of the time, music is going to be better than anything the other person has to say, anyway.
The person that goes out of their way to talk to me even though I have headphones on, and especially if they ask me what I’m listening to — those are the 5% of people worth my time.
A big reason I listen to music everywhere is specifically to drown out the world of people I don’t generally care about. If you make me stop my music, then it damn well better be important, or you better have a good reason/conversation to follow.
My iPod is what made the fifteen minute bus ride to/from campus bearable. Without music, the half a hour I’d spend every day listening to stereotypical frat guys discuss how much they enjoyed getting sloshed the night before, and how it resembled pretty much every night of their college career, but was still somehow awesome. Without headphones, I would have had to listen to a bunch of girls planning the ultimate birthday party for their friend, or how one of their boyfriends was such a douche.
This isn’t even taking into account the numerous hours of lectures I had to sit through. If I came across someone I wanted to talk to, I’d lose the iPod and talk. But if I was surrounded by the average population, the music stayed. And if wanting to listen to music after all that makes me pretentious, so be it. I didn’t care, I don’t care, and I won’t care.
