DAMN!

It's finally happened! I've listed some of the perils of having an office on wheels previously such as injuring someone if I bump them with my office or being fined for not paying for my office to stay somewhere for a certain period of time. I've adjusted to these things and it is what it is. BUT one danger I haven't taken seriously enough is the fact that others can see me in my office pretty much at all times unless I get on the floor or something. By the way, if I'm on the floor in my office it probably means I've decided I'm in some kind of grave danger or I'm taking a secret, unauthorized nap. Anyway, I like to pump up the music in my office and we're not talking respectable, cool-people music like indie bands or classic rock, I'm talking like KTU guido anthems. Put on "It's Raning Men" or a new fave "SexyBack" by Justin Timberlake and I can't help but practically do the tootsie roll. Well...as I was walking into a meeting today I saw one of my customers miming what appeared to be someone driving a car, leaning back and dancing and I knew it, I knew it right away. As I approached the table he broke the news: "I saw you driving down 9th avenue groovin' in your car." I tried to play it off like I must have been joking with someone in the car but he wasn't having it, "You were alone," he said. Oh. I just let it go, my co-workers giggling with delight as they know about my propensity for really, really wrong music. That's it. So I got caught dancin' in my office, it was bound to happen. Have a great labor day y'all.