Oh my God, they're playing Muzak. In my office. The office I was just this week assigned to for an on-site project. I've been here for four days and I just noticed they're piping Muzak through the speakers in the ceiling and forcing all the employees to listen to it all day long.
I'll never be able to stop noticing it from now on, of course. I just know it. It's going to irritate me day in and day out for as long as I'm here, or at least until I can get a good pair of headphones and some CDs to stick into this computer.
Sweet Lord. In a corporate environment, they're subjecting us to this. I'd hoped that when I quit my high-school retail jobs I'd be able to escape, but no. There is no escape. Muzak is everywhere.
I need some trance in here. And fast.