the whistler...

once upon a time i worked in an office. we listened the radio quite a bit-it happens in offices. one day, while listening to said-radio, they had a short news bleep about whistlers. yay for useless factoids that will be forever ingrained in my brain. one out of five people in an office is a whistler. the whistler will also drive the other four crazy. at the time, i was in an office of 11. we had one whistler. she didn't whistle all the time, nor did she do a bad job when she did whistle, but i was acutely aware of her musical habit.
flash forward two years. i still work in an office. (it's kind of a familiar story...) we have a fellow in the office who studied in new york, but is originally from china. he speaks english really well, but there are a few bits of culture that he missed, for example-the 80's. he recently has discovered the glory of youtube. apparently he taught himself how to moonwalk watching youtube...he broke that one out the other day and had us all rolling because of it.
today, they added a bit of mood music to my friday afternoon ritual, a little bit of phantom of the opera. it's quality entertainment. the same moon-walking doctor apparently has recently discovered the glory of phantom as well. he whistles it now. the thing that really amuses me is that he just whistles it. he doesn't whistle along with the music. he whistles the music. it doesn't matter whether he is 3 bars ahead or 4 bars behind, or whether he is even whistling the same song-it just brings him joy to be vocally(if i can use that word) participating. good for him. the thing that i find ironic is that there were 5 of us in the office that day. 1 out of 5...