Radio at the office.

Hrmmm... two of the jobs that I've been sacked from for temper have been places where someone else has constantly played radio. It's like a constant background irritant which raises my stress levels.

I need silence to concentrate and work. Even my own music can bother me unless it's very minimal repetative stuff like Philip Glass or Orbital or something.

I used to have Resonance on, but they seem to have reverted back to their original transmitter frequency and I can't receive it in Hampstead any more... :-(

As do we. But it's on telly with the sound down.

and usually it's noodly, instrumental stuff in the earphones - words tend to clash with the words i'm typing.

that said, i do listen to radcliffe, kershaw and the one music shows on bbc radios 2, 3, and 1 respectively. and that's usually 3.5 hours worth a day.

I'd love to have a little boombox so I could play my music, but I ph34r they would hate my music. :-(

I've yet to find a radio station that really fits my moods. Studio Brussel is more geared toward zany teens with eh-lectic taste (anything from the new Robbie Williams to Lady Sovereign) and there's also lots of chatting. *shrug* Actually I hate the radio. But it's better than complete silence, I guess. Or maybe not. :-(

-- Marcello Carlin

I wondered where it had gone.I liked Resonance to do housework to on Saturdays. Now I use Radio 4 for that instead. Current workplace has the radio on sometimes, usually 6 Music or 1Xtra. Sometimes people play recordings of shows or documentaries that have been made downstairs, which is bloody confusing ("If you're heading out for your Saturday tonight..." "Wha? But it is Tuesday lunchtime ... oh ... right.").

Then I moved to working in an office job that required intense concentration for hours on end and I, like many others have said upthread, could only listen to abstract noodly music that could just as easily have been white noise.

Now I work in the back room of a shop and I need to be able to hear what's going on outside, so I have talk radio on most of the day. This means I get to hear a lot of what the Plain People of Ireland have to say.

According to police, Green Bay Packer Najeh Davenport crept into a dorm room at Barry University around 6 a.m. on April 1. A woman sleeping in the room, Mary McCarthy, told police she was startled by a strange sound and saw Davenport squatting in her closet. Davenport then allegedly [grew a tail] in the laundry basket, McCarthy told detectives.

I usually work alone. One day a week I drive a truck and listen to classical stations. Two mornings a week I'm in a building that only receives the local AM country station. Occasionally I have listened to that. But not much. The other two days are at a desk with a tiny radio that I mostly ignore.

Ouch.