The A to Z of Pop - Q is for Stop Questioning Me.

The A to Z of Pop

by Jo Michelmore

Do you ever find yourself wanting to tell people to just shut up? Enough with all the questions. 

Just. 

Shut. 

Up. 

Like, checkout person, you don't actually care how I am, so don't ask. Just process my groceries and be done with it. You, barista, already have enough questions to ask about my coffee order, so let's just skip the 'how are you' and get to the caffeine part. You, footpath salesperson, don't ask me my name, you don't care. The facts are that some days, everyone can suck it. Some days, enough with the questions. Some days, I just want to put in some headphones and ignore everyone. Except, then there's the questions that pop songs pose. So many! At least I can respond to those without anyone getting offended. Welcome to Q in the A to Z of Pop. Now, everyone, stop questioning me!

Can you touch me where? No Michael Bolton, you may not. Get over it and shut up.

Do I think you're sexy? No Rod Stewart, I do not. Get over it and shut up.

Well actually, no one Jessie J. Especially after witnessing both Rod and Michael in a row. Vom. Get over that! Shut up. 

Can I feel the love tonight? Not really, Elton. Get over it and shut up.

Will I marry you? Actually no, Paula Abdul, I will not. Get over it and shut up.

Didn't we almost have it all? We've never had anything Whitney. Get over it and shut up.

Whitney! Enough! Get over it and SHUT UP!

Oh Beyonce, you're just like Whitney. I just don't love you, ok? Get over it, shut up and stop questioning me!