When your intrusion is my illusion

Cycling to work, I listen to Audio books.  You'd always recognise me if I went past you while listening.  I transpose what I am hearing on to my face. 

Today, I was listening to a book, and in the book there came about a rather dark chapter.  As I listened intently, while pedaling through a tree covered, lonely cycle path, the scary part was building to a climax.  

Whooomf.  The horror occurred; and my book stopped.  Stopped Dead. 

I slowed my pedaling and looked at my phone.  "Head Phones Muted".  

What??? Why have my headphones muted.  I didn't know they did that.   I checked my ears.  Still in my ears.   I looked at the volume control on my phone - still switched on.  I clicked the uppy downy thing.  It mattered not which way I pressed it said "headphones muted".  

I pulled the head  phones out and pressed play.  The screen refreshed. 

"You have finished the book, before you exit, please rate the book". 

No I flipping well Haven't, give me my book back I yelled at it. 

I cancelled out, started again, loaded the chapter, checked the volume control, plugged in the headset.  

NOTHING.  Not a dicky bird. 

I switched off my phone, and scrambled back on my bike and did the last mile. 

I rebooted the phone at work, and it fired up.  I opened the audio book and I listened to it "sans headphones", outside the office.   (In terror)

No idea what went on there, but I did check with my work mate - that if I didn't come out of the shower in 10 minutes she was to come looking for me with a crucifix 

:-)