When I was at uni, I got a job as a DJ for our campus radio station. Over Christmas break they played back old shows to fill the time, and one morning I managed to actually tune into myself on the radio. It took me a few moments to realise that the person talking was me, and my first thought was a surprised "Oh no, do I really sound like that?"
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When I walk into my local cycling studio, the music is at a level that's easy to talk over. But once the instructor clips in, the volume goes way up. The sound fills your ears, so you can't hear the person next to you breathing heavy. You feel like you're inside the song, which helps you to really feel its energy. Perfect volume, right?
My five-year-old daughter Maggie seems to have two volume levels outside of our home: "off" and Fran Drescher at a loud bar. It took a while for her to become comfortable talking to people at all, so I've been letting it go when she suddenly has something important to say and starts speaking in ALL CAPS. But at a recent parent meeting at her preschool, the director began introducing everyone to each other. When she got to me, she announced, "This is Michelle, mum to Maggie. I know you have all heard Maggie." Oy. Maybe we do need to work on volume control.