I went to the grocery store this a.m. and of course wore my headphones and mp3 player. It is de rigueur here because the leafblowers go constantly at this time of the year. I would wear them anyway because I listen to music a lot. This is a noise cancellation technology headset (same kind as the airport guys wear) in order to shut out the leafblowers so I could hear my music better. When I wear them, though, I hear nothing from the outside. I'm in a sound capsule of my own making, so to speak.
So I'm standing on line and the kid in front of me starts dancing. He was dancing to the music the supermarket had going. He didn't have a player or headset. Watching him dance made me want to dance and I was listening to Madonna's new "Hung Up," which has an incredible beat. So I started dancing, too.
I dropped something I was holding so I had to stop and pick it up. In the process of doing this, I turned around and saw two other customers behind me, both in headsets with mp3 players and yes, you guessed it, they had started dancing. The whole supermarket checkout line with four people in it was dancing!
I looked at other people to see if they found it as interesting as I did but everyone was self-involved, even the checkout clerk. It was like no big deal to anybody. The two dancers behind me were dancing with their eyes shut so no "reading" there.
This episode left me with a great feeling, not just from the music, but from knowing everyone else was having fun with their music, too.
On the other hand, as I thought about it later, it was a little strange--all of us in our own little worlds. Is this what's coming for Americans--everyone in their own little world?
It's OK with me if it is; I'm not sure of the implications of all this, though.
Cher