Like worlds crossing.

I also end up feeling that way when I hear print reporters on the radio (I don't watch much tv news.) Most of those I recognize are ones that write for the Monitor.

Why has our irritating new receptionist chosen to turn up her radio today? I swear to god, she's just inventing new ways to piss me off each week.

A bunch of pictures of pet anteaters: [link]

In some of the pictures they're wearing clothes!

The owner says: "Tamanduas are very smart. They know how to open the fridge, open the doors... they know how to open the window, open drawers, open cabinets, open containers, climb the door frame, and respond to their name."

"The dogs are scared of their long tails; and some tamanduas may use their long claws on almost anything, including your furniture. They like to tear things up when given the chance like coconuts and logs"

radios in the workplace are a puzzlement to me. Unless you are alone in a place, or have a job where wearing headphones is possible, I do not understand how it is acceptable.

I doubt she even asked. It's fine when she's in the accounting office, because then it can't really be heard. But now, today, randomly, semi-loud radio at her desk.

When I was a receptionist, I couldn't have music.

I really need to get some work done, but I have been lazy, lazy, lazy. I think it is a reaction to losing my boss, but it still is going to bite me in the ass.

Also, I have this weird thing where I can't listen to music and work-- I mean, I can listen to music and do more physical work, like sewing or stuffing envelopes, but I literally cannot concentrate on anything when listening to music. I like to sing along, follow the music, think about the song. it is like music takes up my whole brain. The weirdest thing is that i CAN listen to people talking and work with no problem. So I can listen to NPR, or podcasts or even my soap opera and be very productive, but people seem to think I am goofing off more than people who are listening to music. There is something about words that I find soothing, though.

The owner says: "Tamanduas are very smart. They know how to open the fridge, open the doors... they know how to open the window, open drawers, open cabinets, open containers, climb the door frame, and respond to their name."

This does not sound like an ideal pet to me!

I literally cannot concentrate on anything when listening to music.

I'm sorta' like that. Anything (work, schoolwork, etc) that requires a lot of concentration, I can't have music on. Otherwise, I manage to work OK with music playing.

Oh, and if I'm driving and trying to find something that I haven't driven to before, I'll turn the radio off. Otherwise, it's on.

This does not sound like an ideal pet to me!

Well, if you yell at it while it destroys your furniture, at least it will look at you....

I'm sorta' like that. Anything (work, schoolwork, etc) that requires a lot of concentration

it may also be that I don't really like what I do, so it requires concentration just to do it! (things like Data entry)