Sunday, February 22, 2009

Cause His Friends Don't Dance, and if They Don't Dance, Then They're No Friends of Mine

On the rare Sunday that I'm actually doing work, I usually work in my office. The building is largely deserted, mostly dark, and just full of empty hallways.

Repeatedly, I have to fight the urge to go Risky Business and just start up an impromptu dance routine through the halls.

Yeah, that's how I roll.


memi said...

See, empty hallways always make me want to do cartwheels. Usually, I give in to this urge.

kevin said...

I gave into the cartwheel urge once (though I was not in a sober state) and cracked my foot against a water fountain.