Random Acts of Music

Random Acts of Music

Just now, a student crept up behind me and slipped a pair of headphones over my head. I don’t know her. She doesn’t introduce herself. Small voices, like backwards chimpmunks, say something inaudible to a hip-hop beat.

“I randomly subject people to whatever I’m listenting to,” says the student. I thank her “for the subjection” and she moves on.

I suppose it’s a good thing students at Seton Hill find me so approachable. But I’m definitely filing this one under “weirdness.”