80's pop, pizza, and Ageism

So I went to my favorite pizza place on campus for lunch today. The first thing I noticed was Cute Girl was looking like she's due any time now. Cute Girl was one of the big reasons I frequented this particular pizza place over the past two terms [before my feminist brethren get on me for using the sexist term "girl" in her pseudonym, consider that it's possibly more ageist than sexist -- so there]. The pizza is good, granted, but so are stripey thigh highs and Doc Martins.

There was bad 80's pop playing and I queried the cashier as to whether they thought the music selection was healthy to be exposing to a soon-to-be-newborn.

During my meal it dawned on me (I was lacking study material, so musing was my only option) that playing atrocious 80's pop was actually quite blatantly ageist! These young kids don't realize that what for them is kitchy and bad and ironic -- is for those of us who had to live through that crap, potentially mentally destabilizing. Who wants flashbacks to acne-ridden virginity and social ostracism over lunch. Moreover, who wants to listen to that simplistic crap.

Now I know how the 40-year-old generation must feel when they go into a hip dance club only to find it's Disco night. Yeaoch.

I'll have a dandy RBT post later tonight or tomorrow involving how Eel sperm is kicking Intelligent Design's ass.