White Trash Trivia

Thursday night, Spenser and I were playing Rock Band and then in walks the White Trash. We continue playing and the song, "Next to You" by the Police comes up on our setlist.

Mrs. White Trash, speaking mostly to herself but in the most excited rual-Michigan-does-valley-girl-like-a-12-year-old-even-though-she's-forty voice exclaims "I LOVE this song. Motorhead is my favorite!"

Spenser and I tell her it's the Police. She argues with this (after asking, "Like Sting?") and then declares that the Police must have covered the song.

I call bullshit. Granted, I pretty much know zero about Motorhead and perhaps only slightly more than the average person in the Police department but I know damn well that I know more than Missy.

This morning, I'm leaving for work, go to kiss Spenser goodbye in the living room and we notice a note taped to the plastic guitar. It reads: "Motorhead - 1973, Police - 1977. Sorry 'bout it." I shrug it off as Spenser and I both wonder about the "sorry 'bout it" line.

I get home and Spenser tells me that he actually did research (the life of the self-employed) and that Motorhead never even recorded the song EVER. I find this hysterical and make him write a note to her and tape it on their bedroom door. She comes home and we listen to her find the note and sort of give an annoyed sigh and crumple it up.

Spenser asked her later where she found the dates for her note (we assumed that she either just made it up or asked her husband) and she told him that she just thought of how old she was when she first heard the two versions (one of which doesn't even fucking exist).

So. Over something so petty, why would she even leave the note without being abso-fucking-lutely, posi-fucking-tively sure her information was correct? And then assume that neither of us would question it when she went out of her way to make an issue out of nothing?

Also - I am so happy that I was a big enough person to not get into it with the nitwit but even more overjoyed that Spenser did.