So this woman and (I suppose) her partner enter the arena that's in some way my second home. He takes a seat and she follows shortly, following this she mutters something to him, though entirely innocent I'm sure, my instant reaction is "What a bitch!" and I come to terms with my reason behind thinking this way, when I quanitify the facts logically.

She has an irritating voice. A screech that in my head shatters all the lenses and glass panes that could have existed. Not only could it deafen, this could blind you, that's how extreme the pitch is. The man in return mumbles something back in response, I hear the word shopping in there somewhere, then they both leave. I for one am certainly thankful.

The lady sitting adjacent and to my left, seems lost in some paperwork of her own as I write this up. She doesn't speak and in this way she is quite pleasant. She could have a good voice, the best even for all I know, but for now her silence is blissful.

It was only a matter of a few minutes before my inquisitive nature got the better of me. I ask a question with regards to her paperwork, for I want to know what her voice is like. I'm pleasantly surprised. It's also the first time I actually look at her, she's actually quite attractive, sporting a 'red' coat even though indoors & more importantly with a non-screechy voice.

The conversation doesn't really go much further, I merely get a few words and a smile out of her, but the suspense is over and the resolution as simple as it is, is a pleasant one.

A few minutes later, I leave as the battery on my laptop has come to it's inevitable low & well I still haven't got the power cord socket fixed so I can't recharge on the fly, I have to remove the battery and insert it into a battery charger (at home).