The music is too loud

I never thought I'd wear earplugs to TKB (turbo kickboxing at 24 hour fitness).
I never could have predicted I'd hate the music the play at the MAC counter, much less think any kind of music was too loud.
I never imagined being bothered by the bass in another person's car radio--when I was younger I didn't find that body-shaking effect troublesome in the least.
I never fathomed I wouldn't be able to understand the words to songs. Understanding the words to songs not to mention memorizing them was always my specialty.
I never saw myself as someone who someday would be concerned about loud music, streaming through an iPod, might damage one's hearing permanently; now I think it whenever I can dissect some of the words (still can't understand all of them) in someone younger person's iPod.
I never guessed I'd turn the volume up to hear the news, but turn it down when a song came on.

But maybe someday I'll be an old lady who turns up the volume so loud on her television set that the walls shake and kids who use iPods won't be able to hear the words I don't understand.

Then we'll see who thinks the music is too loud.