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Leslie said: “How could that happened?” Jamie answered her that it was normal to happen coz she didn’t pay attention to the printer while she was making copies.
Peter interrupted: “She was busy with her classical music having those ear phone all the day in her ears.” “That was not true,” Leslie commented, “although I believe that listening to classic music might be connected to getting you into the right energetic mood you need to be at while working or doing some routine work similar to copying.”
Jamie said there was no taste whatsoever about classic music and that it made him sick. Peter argued that only cold-heartened people do not feel the beauty of music, and that music was his whole life. “If you are truly blessed you’d feel the real beauty in everything surrounding you no matter what it is, including music” Peter added enthusiastically.
Adriana was laughing listening to the argument while Terry was smiling and her eyes from behind her eye-glasses were moving around following up with each speaker.
I didn’t participate or comment, I was a listener too. I wouldn’t defend my love for music. I love all kinds of music, but I have my favorite ones, and this could be applicable to all of you. Your taste of music most probably be different from others. Even in one family, you’d find the mother prefers some music her kids tend to like others and the father may be has his own taste too.
It’s not such a big deal. You don’t have to like classic music or opera performances or ballet. It is all related to how you were raised up and what you’ve been exposed to. There is no taste is better than another. It’s only a matter of preference and getting to the habit of listening to a specific kind of music.
Laura was the spoiler of the setting, when she suddenly said: “There is a bad smell in the room” in an arrogant way. She had that way of saying things in a very monotonous voice. Her phony way of talk made others laugh. Then she said: “I swear I smell rats’ poop.” Some smiled while Adriana told her: “I wouldn’t even know how that may smell. I’m surprised that you know it”. That was it!