irony

So. I spent a good chunk of my day today, on the phone with various airlines and travel agents, attempting to sort out a number of tickets, numbers, informations, complications....blah blah BLAH. It was quite an ordeal, as any air travel in this part of the world, in the summer months, is. Praise the Lord, I think things are working out alright after all. However! Can you believe this irony: So for the past two years I have lived in an adorable split level--next door to a piano teacher. The walls here are paper thin, and sometimes she decides to start playing at 8 am. Sometimes she starts at 11 pm. Sometimes it's all day! Anyhow, you can pretty much guarantee that on any given day, she is playing this one particularly bangy tune: dun dun dun DUNDUNDUNDUN dun dun duuuuun!!! over and over again. If I knew the name of it, I would tell you. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy the piano music, occasionally. But this song!! I find myself whistling it while cooking, humming it as I brush my teeth, taking out the trash...you get the picture.
Can you even guess which song was playing on repeat on the United Airlines holding?!?!? Yes. The same. the irony!