Musical Homocide?

I think my co-workers are going to kill me.

I didn’t do anything really bad, mind you.

I didn’t take a long lunch or talk on the phone for too long. I didn’t push off a project that I didn’t want to do so they would be overloaded with work. It wasn’t anything like that at all.

It was much worse, apparently.

See, when I come in to work, I hook up my iPod to my cheap $10 speakers and plug it into the wall. Then I select a playlist and let it go for the day. Usually my music selection is office-friendly. In fact, it’s usually always office-friendly. I’m not one to play “gangsta” rap or slash metal or anything along those lines. I’m a pretty mellow guy when it comes to my musical tastes. Jazz, light rock, pop, 70’s, 80’s… you get the idea.

Today, however, I think I crossed a line.

“Is that on repeat?” my co-worker who sits closest to me asked me with a sly grin.

“What, the music?” I responded, playing dumb.

“Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about,” she said. “Is that the only song you have today?”

“It’s not the ONLY song that’s played,” I retorted. “There have been others.”

“Yeah, but it’s been the same artist the whole time hasn’t it?

“Yes, it’s The Carpenters. Why?”

“I’m just asking,” she stated.

I started laughing.

“I was wondering when you’d ask me about it, actually,” I said.

The song being played was “Top of the World.” Just one of literally hundreds of Carpenters songs on my iPod that had been playing random from about 10:00 in the morning to about 3:00 in the afternoon.

Now c’mon, that isn’t so bad, is it?