Sensory overload

Since I was overserved (again) at my fave watering hole last night, I thought I'd treat myself to a Big Mac before work - yeah, my "diet" lasted about 2.3 days. I found a nice corner to sit and relax and eat my 29 grams of fat, but the sounds in the new Rock-n-Roll Micky D's did nothing to sooth my tired nerves. Downstairs had on Lite Rock - upstairs was some kind of old-style piano music. You could hear both! I continued to focus on my heart-healthy lunch when the music changed. Yay! No...now it was country downstairs and jazz improv upstairs. Really? That added to the voices in my head was too much to bear and I quickly shuffled off to work. (At least the 3-year-old sitting next to me had the decency to quietly eat her fries.)