Allanah Dykes
December 29, 2016 12:31 pm
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We aren’t ones to judge anyone on their relationship choices, but in this case we had to put in our two cents. We’re so glad humor columnist Alexandra Petri brought this particular gem to our attention on Twitter, because we needed a laugh this week. According to an advice column she shared, a guy is questioning his relationship with his girlfriend because she “watches reality TV.”

Firstly, if you don’t know Alexandra Petri, we recommend that you check out her blog! She is a columnist for The Washington Post and offers a lighter take on daily news. So when Petri tweeted a screenshot of a particularly noteworthy advice column, we had to take a read.

First, let’s take a look at the tweet:

LOL. Yes, girl. YES!

To recap: “Mr Not A Movie” is a writer for a music magazine, and the woman he is seeing is a “lawyer and smart.” They have fun together, but he can’t seem to get passed her “terrible” taste in movies, music, and TV shows.

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If you’re hearing us collectively groan, it’s because we are literally collectively groaning over here. We’ve all dated this person at some point in our lives (you know, the one who looks down on your movie/TV/book preferences), and, as a wise man once said, AIN’T NOBODY GOT TIME FOR THAT.

If indulging in reality TV is a crime, then we should have gone to jail YEARS ago. And frankly, it seems pretty crazy to dismiss an entire genre of music as “pop stuff” (like, has this guy heard Lemonade?). Especially when he’s already admitted that his lady friend is intelligent and that they have a great time together.

As Ms. Petri suggests, it sounds to us like “Becky” is the one getting the short end of the stick here.

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The wise advice columnist encourages Mr. Not a Movie to keep an open mind and vice versa. “Who knows,” she writes, “You might find something profoundly liberating about shaking it off to some Taylor Swift.”

HERE HERE!

Now excuse us while we go tune into some Vanderpump Rules and then skim the latest copy of The New Yorker. Because yes, we can appreciate both, and we won’t apologize for chilling out to some reality TV after a long, stressful day. NOW HAND US THE REMOTE OR GET OUT!

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