graculus

I had a meeting in town and decided to pop into Subway and get my lunch at about 11.30am, thinking I'd beat the rush - wandered in and I was the only person in there, and this is how my subsequent conversation went:

Me: It's quiet in here.
Subway Guy: It's better like this, because when we're busy I can hardly hear myself think.

**The piped music changes to the nauseating strains of 'Together We Are Beautiful' by Fern Kinney**

Me: The only problem with it being quiet is that you have to put up with this sucky music.
Subway Guy: That's my ipod.
Me: Oh.
Subway Guy: It's on random and I have over three thousand tracks on there.
Me: *thinks* Wow, do all of them suck quite as badly?

A side note: has number of music tracks become the new equivalent to guys whipping out their dicks to see who's got the longest? ;)

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Me: The only problem with it being quiet is that you have to put up with this sucky music.
Subway Guy: That's my ipod.

Oh perfect! ROFLOL! I love those 'insert foot in mouth moments', at least when they're not happening to me. *G*

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Oh, the worst part of it was that still after this he was trying to schmooze me and I'm sending out 'back off, matey' signals furiously.

I never bother to try and backpedal when I do something like that, it's too much like hard work... ;)