a day on the job

Someone came by ‘my’ desk and said, “Oh, you’re listening to music!
I mean you’re listening to good music. That’s Cohen, isn’t it?”

Pause. “I don’t know of a composer named Cohen.”

“Oh. Then it’s . . .” Long pause. “Who is it?”

“Gershwin.”

“Oh of course. There is a Cohen, though, who wrote that cowboy thing?”

Pause. “Are you thinking of [Aaron] Copland?” [spelling corrected 2006]

Much later it occurred to me that (if memory serves) the original Aaron was the first kohen.

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