So, last Saturday, I was sitting in the break room at work, reading that book I had about fantasy cinema music. Speaking of which, it's a fascinating book and I'd love to buy a copy so that I could mark it up an annotate it, I might have to look into that at some point. Anyway, I was reading through that at Jacob, one of the guys I work with, was sitting on the other couch, so we got to talking and he asked why I was reading it. So I started telling him what I was working on over the summer and he asked why I was so interested in Harry Potter.
Long story short, it lead to me defending my hatred of Snape again Jacob and some other guy telling me that he had a reason for his behavior. I've already ranted about Snape multiple times so I won't bore you with that, but by the end of the conversation, they both said that they would never again try to debate about the Potterverse with me.
I would just like to point out that I have never had a debate about Harry Potter that didn't end in the other party conceding that I was more knowledgeable in the subject. I mean, it's useless knowledge but I'm still lowkey proud of it.
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