Mixtape

I swiped this title from a song by Tift Merritt. Tift is an artist I know very little about. I've heard her name often, but virtually none of her songs are etched in my memory. I'm a social retard, I know that's a politically incorrect way of phrasing things, but I cannot think or any other way to put it. When I like a girl, making mix tapes was a perfect way for me to display my affection. From the late nineteen seventies up to the early two thousands, I crammed my thoughts and music onto cassettes and CDs amd presented them to the object of my desire. Naturally, none of those women ended up with me. Today, August twelfth, twenty thirteen, the radio station that I listen to, initiated a new feature. At noon, they play Mix tapes. No, not actual cassettes, but music compilations of listeners song suggestions. Apparently I'm not the only geek out there, who resorted to this medium to try and win over the hearts of members of the opposite sex in this manner. Go figure! Even weirder, I'd probably still do it, if I had access to my hifi system, and there were any women that I thought I had any iota of a chance of dating. The thing that is the biggest question mark in my mind is: I wonder what happened to all those tapes? Are they sitting in a shoebox in a closet somewhere, or were they all disposed of? Tossed out like yesterdays newspapers. I really considered many of them to be truly brilliant. I'm pretty sure that the recipients had a less of noteworthy opinion of them. I'm equally certain that none of those women read this drivel, so I'll never find out the answer, but if anyone does read this, I'd appreciate a comment describing what you did with mix tapes that a suitor bestowed upon you. Somebody put a certain amount of thought and effort into that plastic case full of music and sentiment. I'd like to know if it has lasting value, or it was just a footnote in time?