Oh my God. The music in the warehouse is so frickin loud! How can they possibly think with it blaring like that? Let alone hear each other talk. I feel like I'm in a movie theater with surround sound. Gah! At least the music is a bit updated from the "polka" style music or the spanish talk shows that are the norm. It normally doesn't bother me, but it's been ultra loud the last three days. I must be wearing a bit thin. I can't quite bring myself to go down and ask them to turn it down though. I just can't do it. My office mate Maria has on more than one occasion, but that was back when she was in the office I have now. The windows looks right out onto the line. I must be getting old and cranky.