The other day on the way home from work I'm sitting near this lady in her mid-40s when her phone starts to ring. She is digging through her bag and digging through her bag, so all of us on the train car are serenaded by her ringtone. Which, you know, happens fairly regularly and is usually either the annoying generic iPhone ring (guilty) or some super fancy Droid chimes and a waterfall with Tibetan monks chanting in the background. Nope, not this lady, her ringtone was Saving Abel "Addicted." If you aren't familiar, it's a little ditty that begins: I'm so addicted to all the things you do when you roll around me in between the sheets...
Speaking of inappropriate songs, has anyone heard the Bieb's new song and thought it sounds a bit rape-y? Kind of like our favorite Christmas song "Baby it's Cold Outside." But seriously, the lyrics go a little something like: what do you mean when you nod your head yes but you wanna say no, what do you mean when you don't want me to move but you tell me to go, we're running out of time, what do you mean, better make up your mind.
Not to make light (um actually yes, making light) it sounds like the sex education lesson you'd give to a frat. Listen Chet, if you're getting mixed signals, ask her to make up her damn mind. But instead of 20 year old boys saying this, it will be 12 year old girls screaming it at the top of their lungs. Terrifying.
Due to a work trip this week there will be a slight hiatus in blog posts. While I'm sure this quite devastating, I hope to return refreshed, rejuvenated, and with a buckets full of judgment. (And with a story about a Budweiser delivery man that followed me to my car to ask me out)