They love nothing better than sipping free-trade gourmet coffee, leafing through the Sunday New York Times, and listening to David Sedaris on NPR (ideally all at the same time). Apple products, indie music, food co-ops, and vintage T-shirts make them weak in the knees.

They believe they’re unique, yet somehow they’re all exactly the same, talking about how they “get” Sarah Silverman’s “subversive” comedy and Wes Anderson’s “droll” films. They’re also down with diversity and up on all the best microbrews, breakfast spots, foreign cinema, and authentic sushi. They’re organic, ironic, and do not own TVs. You know who they are: They’re white people. And they’re here, and you’re gonna have to deal.

From the Stuff White People Like book info, and srsly, ALMOST EVERY GUY I WENT TO SCHOOL WITH. And every single one of them would be so offended not to be considered a wholly original special snowflake. lol your Echo generation.

In other news, after a million and a half production and delivery snafus, a half dozen angry phone calls, and quite a few tears, my replacement computer is due to arrive this evening between the hours of 6pm-8pm. (Unless the delivery guy opts to take off in lieu of making the delivery to my apartment after I buzz him, AGAIN, ARGH.)

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