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From CNet News:
It all started when I was at a bar and accosted by three women: a
Stanford Hospital resident, a UX designer, and a wine distributor.
With faces more appalled than John Boehner's when he has to meet the
president, they simply couldn't believe I'd never watched "Downton
Abbey."
"But you have an English accent," the wine distributor offered, as the UX designer ordered a sixth beer.
"I have a bald head, but that doesn't mean my house is full of Patrick Stewart posters," was the best I could counter.
The truth, of course, is that I felt ashamed.
All the supposedly intelligent, NPR-listening, Bluebottle
coffee-drinking people are watching "Downton," (as they intimately call
it) and I had no idea who has been killed off and why it's so terrible.
The guilt doesn't stop there.
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