I don’t hang out in rock clubs wearing leather miniskirts or do anything else featured in I started dating Travis Morrison, a computer programmer who worked at my company in early 2010.
We got to know each other through chatting at the lunch table.
He had been the lead singer of the Dismemberment Plan, but they had broken up in 2003 and hadn’t played a show together since 2007.
We were the only people in our small office who regularly brought in food from home.
I had the vaguest recollection that I had heard from a colleague he had been in some kind of famous band, but I didn’t really know the details.
On a whim, I jumped on a train in a snowstorm to see him play in Philadelphia; I had to stop at H&M to buy clothes to wear to work the next day.
We had a great night together wading into the crowd after Travis played the Pitchfork Music Festival; Travis bought a fresh T-shirt, and we got curry and watched the other bands play.