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A techie tried to date an artist and it went very, very wrong.

And when it made it to the radio, this mismatch became the latest example of the growing divide between the tech industry and the rest of the world.

This story comes courtesy of a “Second Date Update” segment on Brooke and Jubal in the Morning, on “Movin’ 92.5” in Seattle. This is one of those radio features where they call up the person who didn’t want to go a second date, to find out why.

As the story goes, guitar guy Brenton meets “visual artist and sculptor” Megan while playing a gig. After he’s done with his super-sexy guitar playing, they set up a date. They meet for lunch — and that’s when things change.

“He comes in and he’s wearing slacks and a button-up shirt,” Megan says. “He’s supposed to be this hot musician though…I’m trying to figure out what it is, and within five minutes of talking to him, I realize he’s a f**king brogrammer.”

Brooke and Jubal are perplexed: What’s a brogrammer?

Megan explains, “These middle-age, white-guy, tech nerds that are just f**king taking over the city…He’s not a true artist. He’s working for the man doing his tech programming stuff and pushing the artists out. … This guy is exactly what we don’t need in this city … They are taking over the city and f**king ruining it!”

Brenton, of course, is later revealed to be listening to the call on the show, and he is pretty upset. “I can’t believe you’re judging me because I make a living so I can do my art,” he says.

Megan responds, “You’re not an artist, Brenton, you’re a f**king hobbyist. It’s so unattractive.”

It’s art vs. commerce, Old Seattle vs. New Seattle, all wrapped up in one very bad date. Go anywhere in the city and strike up a conversation with anyone who doesn’t work in tech, and you’ll be likely to hear similar complaints about rising rents, rude behavior and a sense of entitlement that comes solely from a paycheck.

On another note, dating the broke-ass artist, often a different but equally painful type of narcissist, ain’t no picnic either. Ask any woman who’s had a “musician” boyfriend crashing at her pad for a month or two.

So, brogrammers vs. starving artists? Listen to the segment below.

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