"The Resident DJ"
We all know this person. Yes, they're sitting at the complete opposite end of the train or bus, but you can hear every lyric and note to the song from their headphones. This person listens to music at a volume most of us didn't know existed. You imagine they must feel like they're standing next to the speakers at a Van Halen concert with how high that volume is.
We all know this person. Yes, they're sitting at the complete opposite end of the train or bus, but you can hear every lyric and note to the song from their headphones. This person listens to music at a volume most of us didn't know existed. You imagine they must feel like they're standing next to the speakers at a Van Halen concert with how high that volume is.
You wouldn't mind this person as much, but they always seem to be listening to terrible music, at a deafening tone, while you're tired as hell. Everyone on the train notices this person (how could they not), and you just keep looking at each other with that "man do they know how annoying they are right now look."
Most of the time no one will say a thing to the resident DJ, purely because they don't want to be "that guy."
My advice, try and find the humor in the situation, hope they have the same taste in music (kudos to the guy with Michael Jackson playlist on yesterday's 7:32 a.m. train), and if you just can't take it anymore, put in a request for some Red Hot Chili Peppers and hope they're a cool enough DJ that they actually take requests.
Most of the time no one will say a thing to the resident DJ, purely because they don't want to be "that guy."
My advice, try and find the humor in the situation, hope they have the same taste in music (kudos to the guy with Michael Jackson playlist on yesterday's 7:32 a.m. train), and if you just can't take it anymore, put in a request for some Red Hot Chili Peppers and hope they're a cool enough DJ that they actually take requests.
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