It's not me; it's you. Really. It is.

Sitting in the cavernous Palace in beautiful downtown Lansford, PA listening to my friend's trio Analog Velvet... and Monica.

Monica: So the band was playing and this guy kept requesting things. He asked for Megadeth and Sheryl Crow and then some rap and hip hop and other stuff. He was just all over the place.

Me: That's obnoxious.

Monica: Yeah. he wouldn't stop requesting things.

Me: He had to know this was clearly not their bag.

[. . . crickets . . .]

Monica: I don't think I've ever heard anyone use that phrase before.