I mentioned in an earlier post that I decided to try listening to classical music during my recent commutes across town. I thought it would be a soothing counterpoint to the pinball-like antics of early morning drivers. You know, keep me calm and zen through the whole trip.
I like classical music, and in fact it was nice for a while. But eventually I determined it was the audio equivalent to knowing there’s a turd in the corner of your room and spraying it with perfume – surprise! – your room now smells like perfumed poop. I realized that I was still clenching the wheel and stabbing the brakes, but now with classical music in the background!
I got a big chuckle out of that one for sure. I have since gone back to listening to rock and/or roll when driving. It just makes more sense.