Various Shades of Pink
I was minding my own business, working quietly on this package of Chicken something-or-other in front of me when Morrissey's 'Pregnant for the Last Time' came on my lil iPod. As I customarily do with this song (it being so poppy and having fabulous boppy horn and drum bits)... I began to dance in my chair. My head is going to and fro, my shoulders swaying and my feet doing something regarding the Charleston under my desk and this STRANGE MAN POPS HIS HEAD INTO MY OFFICE and I screamed, LOUDLY.
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I forgot that some real estate people were viewing our offices this afternoon. There were about 5 people staring at me dancing about from the next room. Um... at least I wasn't singing. My cheeks are still a bright shade of Pantone 190.