Honestly, I love music, almost all music, But I like the right to decide when and where to hear it.
At work, we have the canned stuff piped in.
I will stay late just to turn off the speakers, next morning?, some ahole cranked it up again.
Ever try to write an 800 page report listening to “muscrat love”?
“some ahole cranked it up again.”
I never curse but this is situation where if you wrote that on a piece of paper, I’d sign it and hand to someone. At my last office, I disconnected the speaker near my desk which only meant the 38 year old secretary had to turn up the tunes even louder. You can imagine what a 38 year old trailer person listens too. It’s not Brahms.