busted!

I was riding a very crowded F train to work this morning. At one point, four people, including myself, were surrounding a pole and clinging for dear life as a new train driver was being broken in... either that or the driver was drunk. The commute this morning was on par with one of the attractions at Six Flags. I felt like raising my arms at times and going, "Wooooooooooooooo!"

But I digress, the gender makeup of this circle was three women and one obviously straight man listening to his iPod. His mp3s are like mine in that the volume fluctuates from song to song. I didn't hear any of the songs he was listening to until late in the ride when the familiar strains of "Do do do do do do do doot do!" hit my ears. As if on cue, the three women surrounding him all looked at each other with the same look, "Dude, he's listening to Duran Duran!" He totally realized that we were on to him at which point he feverishly poked around in his bag to find the iPod and rid himself of "Rio."

I don't judge the man. I just found it surprising is all. I've had many a sing-along to DD, Erasure and the Pet Shop Boys... just never with straight boys. I have my fair share of guilty pleasures. I even labeled them as "Uncharacteristic Cheese" so that I can easily sort them and banish them from my playlist if company is coming over. No one needs to know that I adore Linda Eder's gender-bending rendition of "I, Don Quixote." Damn, I just busted myself.