Okay so at work I am basically a music librarian rn, we recently got donated a bunch of music from a school that closed down and it was all mixed up in empty boxes of printer paper, so I'm organising it by composers.
I found a box that said "Mozart and Mussorgsky" so I was like, fair enough, Mozart and Mussorgsky it is then. And I had a bit of room leftover so I added Mahler, box one: done.
I had enough of Beethoven and Haydn to fill one box each, making boxes two and three.
The next box was broken so I replaced with an empty Budweiser box from behind the bar, in went Tchaikovsky, Shostakovich and Prokofiev. Box four.
Back to the paper boxes, Schubert, Schumann and Brahms, my lieder lovers, go into box five.
Bach, Handel and Vivaldi are my baroque boiz, but wait, there's room to spare, so in go Purcell, Gibbons, Morley, and the rest of the baroque madrigal writers with a few songs each.
I'm running out of larger collections now, so I pick up an empty box of Walkers crisps and alphabetize the rest, starting with Copeland until I ran out of space by Schütz.
I grabbed another paper box for the Ws, when all of a sudden, I spotted it. Benjamin Britten, lurking behind a cleverly placed pile of Fiddler On The Roof. I added him to the W box, and stood back to admire my handiwork.
My musical director very much approved.
