We've all been there: It's mid-afternoon at the office. You have grading to get through. Or maybe just the last ten minutes of your office hours to kill before you can go home. So you plug in the headphones and listen to a little of your favorite music to pass the time.
Or maybe, just maybe, you've finished a night class, and you're the only one in the building, and you don't bother with the headphones. Maybe you even sing a little tune under your breath while walking in the hall. Because you're happy.
Or maybe, just maybe, like the guy in the office next to mine, you habitually play music through the speakers of your computer in the middle of the day. Maybe you sing along. Maybe the music is Phil Collins. Or Bon Jovi. Or Night Ranger.
And maybe, when your next-door neighbor comes over and asks you to turn it down, you do. But maybe that request is forgotten the very next time you are in your office.
Or maybe none of this applies to any of us. But for some reason, I seem to have had the lyrics to "Sister Christian" stuck in my head for the past week. And it's not making me happy.