I have to remember that I'm under no obligation to leave the radio on the same station I heard during a previous meal. Otherwise, I end up listening to a not terribly compelling program in which listeners call in and say, "I've got a Dagnabbit brand riding lawn mower for sale. Two of its tires are missing, and it takes nine attempts on average to start it. Aside from that, it works pretty well. I'm asking three thousand dollars for it, and I can be reached at (this phone number.)"
I've spent more breakfasts than I want to admit listening to that program. So far, I've justified it as an amusing study in human nature, but that excuse is wearing thin.