I love my jobs because I get to talk to many different people.
Take today - it was just myself and a co-worker in the office today. He's older than I by a small bit (probably his late fifties) and a very nice man. His kids had just been home for a visit and the two youngest had been showing off his new car, driving him around, blasting him with their music. He was delighted with both the company and the deluge of college-kid.
He was telling me how he hadn't realized music lyrics these days were so fiercely female.
He liked some of it, though, and was quoting the last one he'd heard and liked.
"It has a great beat! And the singer - she talks about turning this guy down and leaving him alone with the band!"
I was relatively sure I hadn't heard that one. Of course, college music and me...well, safe to say I'm on the fringe. (Wince. I sound old.)
Then...it came on the radio. Oh, I had heard this one!
Yup, bouncy beat. Yup, woman singer. Were the lyrics really about....oh, nooooo....
I tried to think of a kind and non-embarrassing way to tell him that the song title wasn't 'You and the Band Tonight' ...it was 'You and Your Hand Tonight'.
Thank God he realized his mistake before I had to explain the song he liked was an ode to gutsy-girl telling a guy to go masturbate.
Yeah. I think we might leave the radio off the rest of today.