At any rate, back to the music. Shockingly enough the older generation favors more modern tastes than the younger generation. It's rather odd. Well, maybe not odd but it does give one pause. See, I'm more of a "if it sounds good I like it" kind of girl. My musical tastes range from Bach to Britney (don't judge me) and occasionally throwing a little Sinatra in there for flavor. Although, Sinatra in my opinion could have a category all by himself. Drunk and awesome! I love Sinatra. Granted, my personal favorite from that era would be Otis Redding. Far more soulful. Where was I? Oh yes, music taste.
Ms. Connie apparently enjoys anything indie. Now, while I do enjoy walking by her office and hearing some of them, others I've caught myself pausing going "What da..." However, I don't judge for her taste. I rather enjoy the fact that she is such a lover of music that almost anything piques her interest. I'm a fan of anyone who can find something to express themselves. You know, aside from screaming it from the rooftop or wearing one of those little cardboard ponchos. Although, I think I'd be one of those weirdos writing random stuff on one side of the cardboard, and something equally stupid on the other side just to mess with people. Hey, life has to come with perks somewhere. My perks involve confusing people.
Anyway, Vinnie, one of the schedulers, seems to favor classic rock most days. Some days though he likes to break out with some of those "what were you thinking" songs. Kind of like my playing the gummi bear song. That's definitely one of those "what were you thinking" songs, but it makes me giggle every time I hear it. He does play good stuff though. It keeps the day moving along nicely. Well, it does in my opinion.
Then you have Kayla sitting over in her little corner listening to her country, or whatever else seems to pop up. Some days I understand, and some days I don't. That's okay though. No one's music is ever loud enough to drown out work. That is what makes it so special. Plus, you know, not everyone has the same taste in music.
- Our Mr. White gets around don't he?
It just amazes me though that some places function in total silence. How do they do it? I'm not saying that because we always have something going on. I'm saying it because I really don't understand how you can be productive in total silence. If I've learned anything, it's that people function better when both sides of their brains are functioning. Both the left and right sides. It's logical. If one side is stimulated, then it naturally carries over productivity to the other side. Also, you're not looking longingly at the clock going "Please let me out of here!" It doesn't have to be something out there, and definitely not something so full of curse words you wonder if the artist knows anything else. Just something relaxing to the person doing the work.
Take home for instance. When I have stuff to do at home, I find the music channels on DirecTV awesome. I can pop it up, and go about whatever I need to do. House cleaning, dishes, laundry, whatever. Hours can just fly by without me even noticing. Why? Because I'm not sitting there wishing whatever task I'm doing was over. I'm happier with doing the task. My artistic brain is occupied and happy. Which in my case is a really really good thing! Otherwise, it'll come up with some way to do bad things with cleaning supplies that would not end well, but would be fun! ;)
Hmmm... now there's an idea....
~Pixie
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