OPINIONS My Roommate Is Behind The Times

PRAYAN GARGISHK

I got to get this off my chest. This article may come off as harsh, but this issue has really been grinding my gears over the semester, and now I have to let you all know about it. I have this roommate named Raynav Sharipati and he’s a character. He has some weird quirks, like excessively using the word “bro,” and just being tonedeaf (he comes across as very aloof and like a villain you would see at a debate tournament).

But the worst thing about him is that he gets into music a little too late. I remember this specific event. A month ago, I was working on some applications to the Federal Reserve Bank of San Francisco, and he burst in saying, “Bro, bro, bro, you gotta listen to this new song. It was released today. Like lowkey, this shit slaps so hard!!” I am a bit of a music aficionado and decided to lend my ear to this tune.

It turns out it’s just “1-800-2738255,” a song by Logic (one of my favorite rappers, East Coast for