Yesterday I was listening to Century Ends on headphones at work. We have these great desks that raise and lower so when you get tired of chair dancing you can stand up and do some real dancing.
Anyway, I was listening to Shine with the volume maxed out and I was singing along - loudly lip-synching with lots of drama like I was performing on stage or something. I got to the part where you can turn the word "shine" into an eight-syllable word the way DG does. After that, I did a little waltz turn - no easy feat while wearing headphones - and there stood my boss. Arms crossed and wanting to know WHAT I was doing. I offered her the CD . She declined - her loss! Guess I'm going to have to stop playing air guitar and air drums at work too. And no more waltzing in my cubicle...
Anyone else here allowed to jam at work??
Happy Friday everyone!
Cheers from Pam in Tampa!
I wish my name was Kathleen