The Earbud Generation

Last week, while in a public restroom, I was able to hear the music. Not on the usual Muzak system, because the restroom I was in does not have Muzak. No, I was hearing, over the noise of other people flushing, and myself voiding an uncomfortably full bladder, the music of choice of an iPod user, with the requisite earbuds, who was on the other side of the wall, around the corner, applying makeup. If I could give you members of the Earbud Generation one bit of advice, it would be this: invest in companies that make hearing aids. Not the old-grannie ones, but the high-tech stealth ones that your compatriots are going to be buying in mass quantities in about 10 years, when you can no longer hear the person sitting next to you speaking at normal volume. Cause this investment will pay off, big time.