Too Much of a Good Thing

The only thing worse than getting a bad song stuck in your head is getting a good one stuck. Remember when I went on and on about my new favorite adorable singer, Lily Allen? Well, I have listened to a few of her songs over and over, and now the catchiest one, “LDN,” which is a fantastic song, is on constant repeat in my head and will not leave me alone. All day Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday it was there. Finally, yesterday I was able to stave it off when I listened to some of my other music. Then, this morning at work, I felt it starting to creep back in. “NO!” I panicked. “NO! STAY AWAY!” But it didn’t. I fought it for a while, and then I allowed myself to sing through the whole thing in my head, and now it’s here to stay. Damn it!

You might say, “Well, at least it’s a good song!” But I say, No, that’s worse, because now that song is ruined for me. It might be years before I can thoroughly enjoy it again, and that makes me sad, because I like it! I ruined it for myself. This hasn’t happened for me since Aught-Three, when an ex-co-worker whose name I shant mention here listened to Coldplay’s “Clocks” album at her desk over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over, 2 or 3 times a day, every day for two straight years. You think I’m exaggerating, which sometimes I do, but I swear this time I’m not. If you don’t believe me, ask Rachel and she’ll back me up. I got to the point that if I ever heard even one note of “In My Place” outside of work, I would start involuntarily twitching and mumbling nonsense words, my eyes staring and unfocused. (OK, that part might (or might not) be a slight exaggeration). And that just f-ing sucks, because I really liked that song.

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