As most of you know I moved almost a year ago, I can’t believe it has been almost a year. I digress, in my new home, the master bathroom has a bluetooth speaker built in the ceiling.
This morning, as I was getting dressed, I had my phone connected to the speaker. Of course it was full volume, honestly, is there any other way to listen to music? my entire life I have loved loud music, I have no other way of listening to music.
As the dulcet tones of the Bay City Rollers wafted out of my ceiling my I received a notification on my phone.
In order for me to tell you what the notification was I have to time travel a little so you will understand why it was so funny.
When I was a teenager I loved listening to my music at full volume, much to my parents chagrin. Well, my dad’s, my mom could just turn her hearing aids off and not hear the cacophony that was coming out of my bedroom. My dad was not that fortunate, after many, many times of telling me to turn it down he found a solution.
One day as I was lying across my bed, reading and listening to music, he walked in and handed me headphones. The kind that looks like Princess Leia hair, I looked at him, looked at the headphones and plugged them in and put them on. The look on my dad’s face was worth the deafness I incurred from that event. His eyes widened and he shook his head and walked away.
You see I had not turned the volume down, I had just plugged and played.
I would hear him later recounting that story and he would just say, with a mixture of horror and admiration, she didn’t even turn the volume down.
Fast forward to today, I went to look at the notification and it said your volume is too loud, you might want to think about turning it down.
I looked around and then looked at my phone and said you are not my dad and cannot tell me what to do.
I laughed harder than I should have at my own joke, but it brought a great memory to mind.
Come to think of it, I was probably listening to the Bay City Rollers when that happened with my dad.
I think everyone my age listens to music at full blast, maybe it is a generational thing, maybe it is just an Angie thing. We may never know.
Angie World 