So, Dad was generous and bought the soundtracks for all the shows we saw last week in New York, then had Amazon ship the CDs to me at work. Naturally, I opened a few of them and was listening to them while I worked today, which, I'm sure, freaked out a couple of my co-workers who are used to hearing loud rock music coming from my cubicle.
It was interesting to see people walk past my cube, hear them stop, then hear them take a few steps back, peek their heads around my cube wall and ask, "
WHAT are you
LISTENING to?"