I really love that I can listen to music at work. I’m not even being facetious; it actually makes me very happy. I used to moonlight as a sales rep where that wasn’t really an option, what with being on the phone all the time, and this is one of the The Little Things I have not taken for granted.
My platform of choice is Pandora (I mean, no of course I don’t listen to streaming music at work!). I can tell them what I like and they just spit out songs like it, I mean how genius! When a song comes on I hate I have no qualms about giving it the major thumbs down, I even feel satisfaction in it. “There, Pandora, I dare you to play that artist again. See how fast I thumbs down it.”
Recently though I’ve noticed something. When a song comes on I used to like but I’ve gotten sick of, or I think I should like, I feel like I can’t say no. I’ll skip through it and hover my mouse over the menacing thumb down but the guilt takes over and I leave it alone. Oh, Dave Matthews, we shared so many good times in high school. Remember when we got so drunk at that party when Kathy’s parents were away? Or, hey –it’s Coldplay! I mean, everyone loves Coldplay! What’s not to love about Coldplay? The truth is, I’m so sick of Dave Matthews and I really don’t love Coldplay. It was so easy turning on Jack Jackson and his bubbly toes, why can’t I let go of Smashing Pumpkins? Pandora, why am I so scared to tell you that? You’ve never judged me before; you always make it so easy and just do the things I like. I'm just afraid you won't love or respect me any more, and I can't live with that. You mean so much to me. So until I come to peace with myself, we’re both stuck with Red Hot Chili Peppers.
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