Category: Life

It’s been a good week with some weirdness thrown in to keep it interesting.

1. Sushi lunch — not once but twice this week. (The cafeteria is in summer food mode, which means there is not much good to eat. The salad bar and soup station is gone until September, so I must cope somehow.)
2. I was told that I have a great deal of emotional maturity by a good friend. (I guess you can be emotionally mature and a bit goofy. I embrace both.)
3. I got lot of work done at work. (Not exciting for readers perhaps, but this did make me happy. I like it when work goes well. I also like it when I type a lot and my wrist does not act up. I hate my wrist brace more than I hate yams.)
4. Weirdness: The streetcar driver I see quite often in the morning asked me out for coffee. (I declined politely, but it did catch me off guard. I think my taste in music may have something to do with it, since I now realize everyone on my commute has been enjoying my tunes for some time now.)
5. Weirdness: That same day, a colleague that I don’t know well made a sexual innuendo joke in the coffee line. (It was actually quite funny and I was not offended but it made me think something strange was going on. Twice in one day? Maybe I should blow-dry my hair every morning. Or not.)
6. Spring is here and it’s time for gazpacho! (Made my favourite soup this week for the first time this season. Gazpacho and cold avocado soup season starts now!)
7. I wore my fancy leather jacket and survived. (I managed not to have a meltdown from worrying I would get it dirty or damaged. I did not and I will try to wear it again next week if I can handle the stress.)
8. My dishwasher no longer has a faint burning smell. (Note to self: read the labels on your dishware — some things can only go on the top rack. Obey.)

I got to work this morning a colleague said she could hear my music from several feet away. Several feet! It was so loud and clear that she “could sing along.”

Oh, God. I listen to music on the way to work, and to me it is just “medium-loud” — I would actually like it a lot louder, but it’s as high as it can go. (This should have been a hint.)

(Some readers will know that have poor hearing. It’s not really obvious as I speechread and the hearing aids help a great deal. But I can’t hear whispering with them in — which makes for interesting times in meetings. Without them, I can barely hear anything at all and I need to remind myself to keep my “inside voice” on. This can make for even more interesting situations.)

Now I am thinking that I must be driving the people on the streetcar crazy.

They probably hate me. Here’s that middle-aged woman blasting music again. Sure teens do it — but adults on the way to their serious job?

So the rudeness and sound pollution is embarrassing enough, but I have not even mentioned the playlist. Today it included:

• I Touch Myself — Divinyls
• Don’t Stop Believing — Journey
• Is She Really Going Out With Him — Joe Jackson
• Crimson and Clover Joan Jett & the Blackhearts
• Any Way You Want It — Journey
• Glory Days — Bruce Springsteen
• We Built This City — Starship

Oh God — middle-aged and pedestrian — not the image I wish to project. Well, that was today’s image.

Some days I don’t listen to music at all. For example, I like Dan Savage’s Savage Love podcast and listen to that fairly often as well.

Yeah, you got it. People can hear me listening to advice about orgasms, BDSM, sounding, monogamish couples – you get the picture. No topic is taboo.

Oh, boy. I am changing my route tomorrow.