When I got into the office this morning and made my usual frazzled dash into the ladies' room to fix my hair, Barry White's "Can't Get Enough of Your Love, Babe" came on over the speakers (we have music piped into the bathroom). I had to smile, despite my morning crankiness.

I went to make a cup of tea in one of the office kitchens and a different Barry White song suddenly came on the radio in there. I was filled with calmness. Oooh yeah, baby...

I passed a co-worker's office and heard a third and different Barry White song emanating from a radio within. Huh? Three for three?

It feels like I'm being stalked by Barry White this morning and he is determined to make me happy.  

OK, Barry. You win.