No Scrubs

I went to a record store today to ask for a job. The last time I was at this store, there were maybe four other people. Today, there were at least a hundred people (88% old men). Turns out, their huge sale is happening right now unbeknownst to me, obviously a bad time to ask for a job. No big deal; I'll go back next week and I bought nine records for three dollars!

Anyways, as I was searching through the "12" Singles" category, I found TLC's "No Scrubs" and was excited. This is an example (although not as much so) of a recent phenomenon. Songs that I did not like, even some songs that I could not stand, now are viewed with much greater appreciation. I don't think this is due to a change in taste, rather those songs now fit into my continual nostalgia. This nostalgia is usually for things before my time but seems to be expanding now to my elementary school years.

So, even that is not the point of this post. The point of this post is the old man who was tremendously excited for me finding that record. This man, who was roughly 6'2", almost entirely bald, hunched over, and probably in his late -60s to mid-70s, appeared behind me out of nowhere pointing to the album on top of my pile saying "oh, you like that, too?! I love that song. TLC. So bluesy. I own the blah blah blah blah edition. I also bought the blah blah blah when it was first released. So good!" He went on for probably a full five minutes. Spectacular.