Saw motts post, saw the name "harry reems" and pancreatic cancer and logged that in my brain, not knowing who he was.
Went to dinner with friends.
Not just bros but people I used to work with, etc
Casually bring up for whatever reason that harry reems died, thinking he was some actor or musician or whatever.
People are like "who's that?"
I dont know so I whip out my phone to read the rest of motts post, everyone else is getting their phones out to briefly google as well
I read the rest of motts post, and find out he's a porn star, in the movie deep throat.
I die a little bit in side, pretty sure the "kill me now" look washed over my face, knowing everyone is now seconds away from completing their google searches.
Only seconds now, I have to sit here, wait and anticipate it, there is no stopping it.
People start reading outloud: "famous pornstar," "the movie deep throat," "revolutionized pornography"
*siggggggggh*
People wondering how I could have come across this, while simultaneously not knowing his full background
Think it's absurdly bizarre I would bring up the death of a pornstar at dinner. (Why would I remember that or find it topical or appropriate)?
They probably think I am obsessed with pornstars now, and know all the history of them, and they think I am interested in talking about dead revolutionary pornstars at dinner, and have no social grace.
Fuck you mott.
