I was driving home the other day, listening to jazz on the radio, and I thought of one of my former coworkers who would always say "nice elevator music" whenever I listened to jazz at my old place of employment.
Then the thought crossed my mind: I have never been on an elevator that played jazz. Then another far more troubling thought crossed my mind: I have never been on an elevator that played music.
I only mention it now because I am once again at work listening to jazz. Not that anyone cares.
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