The funniest thing just happened to me. I called in to say my mid-morning hello to my wife, and she had to place me on hold, and what to my ears doth I hear, "Shadows of the Night" as played by someone on an aging roller rink organ.
(Not even the Charles Randoplh Greane Sounde version) Actually, for a 2-3 seconds I thought, "Oh, Dr. Zhivago" until the chorus kicked in. Thishold music is actually a new thing at my wife's office, so its especially nice to hear Quentin's Theme unexpectedly. And it is special for Diane and I as it was the last piece of music played at our wedding just before she walked down the aisle.
Michael
