It gives me a little bit of a ridiculous amount of joy when I discover that one of my college professors has great taste in music.
A week or two ago, forgetting to silence his phone, I hear a Morrisey ring tone.
Then, a few days later I show up to class in my Nirvana shirt that I’ve had since I was about 13 or 14. He says to me, “I like your shirt.”
And then today in class, I wear another old band tee, this time with David Bowie gracing the face of it. My professor tells me, “Nice shirt!”
I may just be a huge nerd, but it gave him a lot of brownie points, and made me feel a little less of a loner when it comes to music.