Shoot me now. Actual conversation at work:Me: Wow. Crosby, Stills and Nash already sold out for June 12 at
Chateau Ste. Michelle.
Coworker: Whoever he is.
Me: ... Crosby, Stills and Nash. [Bringing up our CSN
artist page]
Coworker: OK, whoever they are.
Me: [boggling] You are kidding.
Coworker: Chris, Chris, Chris, you have to accept it: you're older than your younger coworkers.
Me: NO! No, I'm not buying that, not this time. Not you. Not with your hippie-granola-crunch upbringing. These [gesturing at the monitor] are your people! This is YOUR cultural heritage! This SHOULD BE PART OF YOUR EDUCATION!
Coworker: [now physically unable to breathe, laughing]
I even played excerpts from the Greatest Hits album - Marrakesh Express, Wasted on the Way, Wooden Ships, Teach Your Children Well - and she agreed that they sounded quite appropriately folky, but didn't recognize them.
ObQuote: Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command.
- Bob Dylan, Times, They Are A'Changing