What kind of jerk complains about a little music at dinnertime?

AC Peterson’s, a family restaurant in West Hartford, Connecticut, invites performers from the adjacent theater to sing show tunes on Monday evenings to their diners. Three or four young talented men and women walk around the restaurant with a microphone, singing songs from shows like West Side Story, Annie and The Sounds of Music, collecting tips in a large jar as they do so.

I’ve always found the whole thing a little annoying. With the music playing and the performers singing, it makes conversation difficult.

Then this happened, and I realized what a complete and total jerk I was being.