Someone Drop a Heavy Rock on My Head, Please

…because I have lived too long. A co-worker and I discussing Hysteric Glamour t-shirts:

Me: So I need you to tell me which ones people are looking at before I put in a reorder.

Her: Well, I don’t really get this brand. Like, I don’t know who any of these people are.

Me: What are you talking about?

Her (pointing to a t-shirt): Like that one. Who is that? Is she somebody?

Me: Uh…yes. That’s Suzi Quatro. Any female who considers herself hip should know who that is. She started it all. She influenced everyone. She’s a legend! The name Suzi Quatro doesn’t ring a bell?

Her: Hmmm…no.

Me: Leather Tuscadero on Happy Days??

Her: Oh…maybe… Okay, so this other one. None of us knew who this was either.

Me: Johnny Thunders? Johnny Thunders?? No one knows Johnny Thunders?

Her: Um… no. I guess that’s why it says “I heart JT”?

Me (sounding a little shrill): Yes! It’s Johnny fucking Thunders! He changed our lives, influenced Aerosmith, wore platform shoes, wrote “You Can’t Put Your Arms Around a Memory”, played in the New York Dolls.

(She looks at me blankly)

Me (shrieking): You know, the New York Dolls??

Her: Well, I’m pretty sure I’ve heard of them. So he played in the band?

Me: I feel nauseous and need to lay down. Please excuse me for a moment…

Author: Raffaele

Rock and roll juggernaut, writer, muse, animal lover, Cycle Slut from Hell, friend, lover, sister, daughter, nerd, fagwoman, Slytherin, killer queen.

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