DJ

The young, giant DJ was thrown out of my friend's house party for starting and/or finishing a fight. One girl came out to help him. "It's okay, babe." He said getting up and putting his Oakleys back on his head. "Let's get out of here, I can play you music at my place." He said. She clearly wasn't into that idea, but before she could say anything, he was kissing her.

When he stopped, she smiled and said, "Go to the car. I need to get my purse." He smiled and got in the car. She was clearly not coming back.

I had heard this DJ's god awful music before and unaware that I was watching him, he put on his own dance mix and turned it up.

After waiting a while, he was visibly frustrated. Just as he was about to get out of the car, there was a twist: his remix of Rebecca Black's "Friday" came on and he starts crying, still unaware that I'm watching. Naturally, I start recording on my phone.

"IT'S NOT FRIDAY ANYMORE REBECCA" he screams in tears at his stereo. With that, he sped off, clearly too upset to play music for anyone else that night.