Last week we had some severe storms go through the area and one of them knocked out the power in the store for about... oh, fifteen minutes. We were on generators. When the power finally came back on it was like the finger of God had poked around in the computer room, all systems were running but the Muzak machine had... died. And I'm standing there in the spray paint aisle, opening a box of Tropical Blue to put on the shelf, thinking to myself 'this is so nice.'
Of course, most people aren't liking this. Last evening the Night Manager figured out how to get the Country station playing again, but you could barely hear it, and after about a half an hour the music faded away. You have no idea how nice it is to be able to talk to a customer without hearing Mr. Bojangles dancing in the background.
at my house the coffee pot and the radio are switched on; the radio is tuned to the classical music station.ReplyDelete
I also listen to the same station at work; very soothing in the midst of 6-guy chaos (I am the only female).
but yeah, silence is a wonderful thing!
I work from home on my computer, and while I appreciate the company of the TV being on next to me, the sound is off.ReplyDelete
After thirty years in a monastery where silence was valued, especially in work areas, it took me a while to adjust to the constant barrage of sound that is the American norm. Even more irritating to me is the onslaught of images from a zillion video screens in restaurants and office waiting rooms and so on. To make that worse, so many of them are tuned to Faux News!ReplyDelete