I do so love confounding people's assumptions. On my way home last night, I was sitting across the carriage from a guy playing his music loud enough to be heard clearly. After about 15 minutes of this, I leaned over and tapped him on the knee to get his attention. With that slightly irritated look of the veteran commuter, he unplugged one earphone and asked what I wanted.
"That music you're playing," I began, and immediately a stormy countenance replaced the mildly vexed one. "What is it? It's very good."
Cue confusion and mental backpedalling.
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