Dear Construction Workers,
You guys have been working on the floors above and below me for about three weeks. Sure, it’s been loud. Sure, I usually have to step over various forms of construction gear on my way in. And sure, it’s usually awkward when I see you at 9:30am and I’m still in my PJ’s (I’m a college student, so yeah – I sleep in pretty much every day). But so far, it’s really not been that terrible.
That was until this morning. I understand that your construction noises can’t be avoided. I can’t say, “Turn down that jackhammer!” or “Can you cut that 2×4 a little quieter? I’m trying to do work here…” but what I can say is, “Why on earth would you listen to Star 99.9?” Savage Garden, Train, Celine Dion. Why? (I almost included Kelly Clarkson in that list, but I’m secretly OK with Kelly Clarkson.) This is doctor’s office music, and you are a crew of five or six burly guys, doing serious man-work. Do you know how many college radio stations we get here? How many alternative music stations we get here? We even get some pretty good AM stuff in these parts as well. But Star 99.9? You’re being serious? All day?
Let me know what’s going on,
Min
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