It finally happened. I always heard about it but thought it was really strange.
As I was on the train home from work yesterday, I hear this very loud coversation between two women. Well, it was more like one loud woman with occasional single word interjections from the other.
She's describing a different conversation to a man about Star Wars. Then after a few more sentences says that she actually meant "Star Track". I wondered if she was being intentional with her choice of words, but the more I heard, nope.
Apparently she wasn't interested in either. There was a gleeful detatchment that I interpreted as "I'm not into that nerd crap." Yes, it was my interpretation and I chose to make her judgemental. I swear that interpretation was only partially based on context of being forced to listen to her boring conversation. She seemed happy to not know the difference.
I sort of get being proud of being detached. I like not giving a crap about sports ball. At the same time I understand people's enthusiasm. I also get their rage fits when things go south. That's the main reason I like to detach. That way you don't spontaneously sob when one of your beloved GOT character dies for crappy character development that could have been accomplished instead with the FREAKING.....
Sorry. My point is while I don't stand tall with my Warriors jersey hooting about three-peats (side note: they were giving away Warriors Tshirts outside my office yesterday. I love free crap, but I tamed my inner hoarder), but I am aware the name of the team.
Seriously, Star Track? It's not like you're being asked to remember the full title of Borat or Birdman.
Okay, I'll save you 2 Goggle searches:
Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan
Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)
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