My boss has it blaring from his office. Beautiful Day. Should he be applauded for trying or should I just up and quite my job?

List all the reasons you love and hate about U2.

Me:
Love. Er, like...a little.
The Edge comes up with some pretty catchy hooks.
Bono can sing.
Sometimes I catch myself humming along.

Hate.
Those godamn stupid glasses.
Bono's vague lyrics about saving the fucking world. Or something.
Bono.
Flag waving shite.
What U2 sees as ironic I find to be pathetic and bloated.
Bono is fat.
Those godamn stupid glasses.
Super Bowl halftime acts.
Chit-chatting with the President.
Sometimes I catch myself humming along.
UN speeches.
Invading my work space.
Smug U2 fans...when there ain't nuttin to be smug about.
The Edge's watch cap. "C'mon, yer bald. Just admit it!"
U2 songs give me the sensation of swimming in a pool of lard.
There is no escaping them.

I'd rather my boss just played Hoobastank so I could just commit hari kari and be done with it. But U2 is just so meh! --so utterly meh I'm feeling like it's perhaps a fate worse than death.

"Mr Rain, do you have this album? Would you like to borrow it sometime?" (Yes, as a matter of fact I'm called oceanrain in the office too. You probably didn't know that.)

"Erm, ah, thanks very much Mark. Super record, eh." Spineless twat that I am....

Hello Hello I'm at a place called Vertigo....

Sure you are, Bono. It's everyplace you wish you didn't know. Got it.