Yesterday I was taking a look through my weird little collection of cd's and rediscovered something. I listened to this song nonstop for an entire summer (2000, maybe?). When I heard it again yesterday, it made me happy.
It's called "Aisle 10 (Hello Allison)" by a band called Scapegoat Wax. They were on Grand Royal Records, which totally folded and is probably why they were never heard from again after this album came out.
The reason I love it so much is because it reminds me of nearly every job I have ever had. There were times when I absolutely HATED my job. You know, when you are mindlessly going about your daily tasks wondering why the hell you even bother to show up. But then out of nowhere some incredibly attractive man would show up and change my mind. Going to work didn't seem so totally awful anymore, because it meant that there was a pretty good chance I would get to see HIM again. *sigh* There has been at least one of those at every job I have ever had.
So when I hear this song, I am reminded of all the beautiful men that unknowingly helped me to remain gainfully employed. Because if it had not been for them, I would have surely quit at least 2 of them before I should have. (Especially you, British Paul. You will always be my favourite.) Again... *SIGH*
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