Turn down the music

Darryl and I are at an internet/playground/cafe with soft plush leather chairs.

For some reason I am the only male here. I mean...if you are going to get bonus points from your wife. What better place?

Internet...reading chair and coffee. Kind of a male containing breathing apparatus.

HOWEVER....they are blasting a Christmas music radio station in here. I can't think. I am going to have to reread what I wrote during my stay here. Tomorrow, this will all read like....Be here blue and three times giant wilderness enfeeblement.

I have all the entertainment I need. The mother's are all here with their friends. Or are talking to other friends. Should I say something to the kids working here. They will probably check their employee handbooks to see if their is a bylaw allowing them the flexibility to circumnavigate corporate policy.