My Coworker Doesn't Like Vine Compilations So I Don't Think We Can Be Friends Anymore

I'm talking about you, Miranda.

I used to like this coworker, but I also used to think that this coworker, like I, enjoyed vine compilations.

Like, this coworker is a really great person. She's intelligent; she knows what she's doing at work, but I also thought she and I shared the same interest of watching hour long vine compilations titled "Vines So Spicy They Cured My Depression Volume 34 (GOATS ONLY EDITION)."

She has a great sense of humor, and she picks up on tasks quickly in the office, but apparently she doesn't find joy in watching hours upon hours of seven second clips mashed together that blur into one seamless stream of constant stimulation.

I mean, she's definitely in the top five strongest critical thinkers in the office and her fashion is top three, but when you scroll through her internet history, you won't be finding entry after entry of vine compilation links, separated intermittently with google searches for "has there ever been a Hurricane named 'tortilla'?"

So while I think she's a great individual and a wonderful person, I don't think we can be friends anymore. Plain and simple. No more conversation; no more lunches.

If you need me I'll be dealing with my feelings in the normal way.