It's a dogslife

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Death by Enya

Oh curse the Orinoco Flow.

I work in a cubicle warren, all little islands of blue cubicles set in groups of four, with people sitting strapped to a phone. The only noise we tend to have is phones ringing, people talking, cups clinking from the kitchen next door, and the air-con maintenance guy slamming the door in the space beside us. Thats it. It's mundane and clinical and depressing, but hey, it's work.

Until someone turns on Enya.

What is the G O? I mean I'm quite ok with some ambient Cafe del Mar type music being played, but in the middle of a rush of calls, nothing jars my nerves more than some woman warbling about sailing away. Yes, I'd love to thank you very much but I CAN'T COZ I HAVE TO SIT HERE OK!!

Kill me, the batteries have died in my MP3 player.

3 Comments:

  • The old ronster could be playing some Kasey Chambers... :)

    By Blogger tokenwoman, at 7:10 pm  

  • Dont get me wrong, I like Enya, she has some excellent vocal ability and her tunes are quite welcome in my house when i'm just kicking back.

    However, there is a time and place, and pent up call-centre hell is neither of those. And yeah, could have been Casey 'I sing through my nose' Chambers.
    ;-)

    By Blogger Rom, at 11:55 am  

  • man enya pisses me off to the max as well.

    By Blogger mushroom, at 2:36 pm  

Post a Comment

<< Home