alienating my new friends

Although I am wonderful, I do sometimes alienate people, like the girl I saw wearing an achewood hoody on the tram yesterday, I'm sorry to say that the exchange went for about 20 seconds, along the lines of me saying 'achewood hoody', and she saying 'yes, it's nice to meet... [unfinished, but she meant meet someone who knows what achewood is]' and me then going into a telegrammatic not diatribe but a kind of speed musing on how this spelt the increasing popularity of achewood and therefore the beginning of the end... I mean I was about to get off the tram, so I had to get this out fast. It was a bit rude but it was true. Once achewood gets so popular you see people on the tram in Melbourne wearing achewood apparel, you know it's all starting to go wrong, and it will become terrible. I mean it has to somehow anyway, so that's OK, but still, it's sad when something great comes to an end. I think the girl will know what I mean soon if she didn't just then. By the way she was with some guy whose company she was enjoying, so I felt OK approaching her and not looking 'interested' in the sense you know what I mean.