HipHop

Vai likes his music loud, it's hip hop, ace of base, soundtrack from The Greatest Showman, I don't know how to describe it, not my taste, but so what. I ask him to keep it below my pain levels, and let it be while he's setting up in the morning and between cases. Whatever.

Dr. G likes the mix I have developed on pandora for him, angry chick, blues, brandie carlysle.

Not really compatible.

Vai wants to leave his on, see how long Dr. G lets it go before complaining. Sound way down by Vai's standards. Maybe 20 minutes into the 1st case, Dr. G asks...

"Zhoen, what are we listening to?"

I wave to Vai, who says, "It's mine. It makes me happy!"

Dr. G grunts, and says nothing else.


Next case, maybe 10 minutes in, Dr. G says, "Um... " eyebrows raised. I put on the Dr. G mix.


Third case setting up, Vai has his music back on, "I'm putting on the dance mix, want to see if I can get him to bop his head or tap his foot!" The fellow and Dr. G's PA are in on this. We are all a bit dancy.

We get started, maybe 5 minutes in, Dr. G stares at me, his head bopping in time to the beat but with intense irritation. And I say.

"VAI! You WIN!"

I change the music, let Dr. G in on the bet. He says, "That head bop didn't mean what you thought it meant."

I counter with, "Doesn't matter, Vai still wins!"

Everyone is laughing, including Dr. G, who despite being extremely dour and reserved, does have a wicked, if arid, sense of humor.

First time in a long time I've really laughed at work.