Irony

While coming home from the gym last night, Herself and I were listening to an obviously-gifted person on the local radio phone-in thing (as you can tell, I listen to it regularly. Oh yes.)

She was requesting Kanye West’s “Golddigger” track to be played, which is fair enough, although to my mind it displays an awesome lack of taste. But anyway. The conversation then went on that she wasn’t looking forward to today, as she’d just split up from her partner of five years, and so Valentine’s Day wasn’t going to be good at all, and instead she’d just go out with a couple of mates and get drunk. Again, OK, not my mindset, but there we go.

The clincher, though, was when one of the presenters asked what kind of person she was looking for as a new partner, and she managed to come up with a reply that basically said “Good looking fit multi-millionaire who’s also able to do basic DIY and so on”. And I couldn’t help but wonder about the irony of wanting the “Golddigger” track while being quite so shallow…