I try my hardest not to have expectations of people but I admit to being surprised by my workmates musical choices.
The six foot odd rugby player who boasts frequently of very, very rugby-esque feats (of the sort that would have certain of my friends claiming over-compensation for latent homoeroticism), is into easy listening and The Carpenters and the neat, rather dapper little man (who admittedly has a classic motorbike) is into Motley Crue and a certain amount of ROCK.
Neither of them agree with me on opera, though both suspect me of only listening to classical music. Ah well, there had to be something about my work-persona that got through.