iPod

The worst thing following a break-up is music. You hear a song that makes you think of them. You hear a sad, depressing song and want to gouge your eyes out. And the fine folks at Apple have added to our misery. Yep, 80 GB of songs to torment yourself with. I had put the iPod in a drawer and shut it. Most of the music were downloads from Paul and I really didn't need that right then.

If you believe in God (or gods or whatever) I must say they have a twisted sense of humor. I don't remember exactly when it was but I was on the phone with Rick. The topic of mp3 players came up. He thought it would be a great thing for me to listen to while I worked but was surprised to hear I had already bought one. For those who don't know: I'm technolocically impaired. If it's an electronic gadget I have an IQ of 75 or so. I had been influenced by someone who has not one but two of these crazy things.

Anyways, I'm on the phone with Rick. And in his quest to see something of the "hidden me" he harmlessly asks what the top 10 played songs are on my iPod. I stutter and stammer and try to avoid the question at all costs. He has no clue what is causing my distress. Is the playlist a federal secret? No, it's not and I'm not sure what the song will be but I'm afraid to look. I waffle, vacillate and eventually he gives up this line of questioning. I should have just said something by the Scorpions or some other 80's hairband. My not answering raised suspicion.

And I didn't look for several months. and then the query popped into my head. I had an idea of what the most played song was. It was sent to me in a link one night along with the lyrics. It was the epitome of a romantic gesture. The first time I heard it I cried.

It was also a big neon flashing sign.

The most played song? Question by The Old 97's.

And for those of you who don't know:

Some day somebody's gonna ask you
a question that you should say yes to
once in your life