On my hipster status.

<Discussing my literary preferences while trying to help a kid find a book to check out in the library.>
“Miss, how can you not like Tom Sawyer?
“It’s boring. I don’t like it. I also hate John Steinbeck.”
“I bet you also hate Forrest Gump.”
“I don’t care for it.”
“Ugh, no. So bad.”
“OH my GOD, Miss. You were, like, a hipster before there were hipsters. Or maybe you were like, the original hipster. You hate everything lots of people like!”
“Eh, maybe, I don’t know. I don’t really like hipsters.”
“You’re so hipster you don’t even like your own kind? Dear GOD, you’re like the hipster queen!”


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