there’s something deeply broken in me.
because i can’t just listen to things at a normal, acceptable volume. no. i have to tweak it. constantly. by like one notch. back and forth. forever. like some weird little audio gremlin trying to unlock the exact hertz that makes my brain go “yes. now we live.”
and it’s never perfect.
17 is too quiet. 18 is too loud. 17.5 would be perfect but that’s not real. so now i’m just standing there with the remote like a loser, making microscopic adjustments while the opening credits are halfway over and i’ve already lost the will to watch anything. i’m not even watching the show. i’m just fighting with decimals
also, tvs lie.
spotify lies. cars especially lie. every speaker has a different volume scale and none of them are in agreement. like why is 10 on my laptop the same as 4 on my phone but 26 in my car. who designed this system. were there no standards. was it just chaos at audio headquarters
and it’s not just music or movies. even podcasts. if the guy’s voice is slightly too loud and his guest sounds like they’re calling in from a cave, i’m screwed.
now i’m sitting there adjusting every 40 seconds like a dj for people with severe auditory trust issues. sometimes i just give up and watch with subtitles like a tired grandpa who’s emotionally shut down
i don’t even enjoy things anymore. i just chase the mythical perfect volume like a cursed wizard