No Taste


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My co-workers are obviously slightly deranged if they think I should live in California and be Whatever It Is That People In California are, which they are obviously convinced is strange.

Now, they are QUITE SURE that I am from another planet entirely. Playing Norah Jones in my office was pushing their culture limit. After listening to her, THREE TIMES, I switched to Rigoletto. You. Should. Hear. The. Screams. Of. Protest.

I tried to quell their fears by saying it was expanding their memory and such, but, they would not hear of it. As they have made quite apparent, culture is the stuff that grows on old cheese.



I think, I will invest in Chris BottI and keep it at that.


1 Responses to “No Taste”

  1. Blogger Chad 

    How could Norah Jones push anyone's culture limit? That's just strange. She's so easy going and wonderful to listen too. Silky smooth...like drinking butter...or Diet Coke in your case.

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