Originally Posted by
Pompey Bum
Nothing's offensive. It's my problem, not his. A few years ago (ah! many, now that I think of it), I used to have a radio alarm clock set to a classical station. For a few years, I used to wake up to Chopin, Shubert, Mozart--the gentle stuff. Then the station got a new morning DJ, whose philosophy, apparently, was that people needed to be jolted and annoyed FROM BED. Out went Chopin's gentle stardust, in came Dvorak's flying peasant skirts. I put up with it for about six months, and when it didn't stop, I switched to a beep beep beep alarm. On an intellectual level, Dvorak's fine, of course, but on an intimate level, I've never really forgiven him.
Edit: Yes, you're over my head, too, North. I'm impressed but mystified. :) Maybe some one else can choose.