There was a live DJ at the gym tonight?
But I seriously didn’t realize he was there until the end of my workout, and I was all “oh! a real DJ! with like an entire DJ stand!”. It was hard to notice that there was a real DJ there because he was just playing Hood Internet mixes from two years ago, and occasionally a Katy Perry song. It seemed like people thought he was a good DJ, but he wasn’t. He was a fraud. And I thought Park Slope was full of, you know, people who know Who Arcade Fire Is.
