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.
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See, empty hallways always make me want to do cartwheels. Usually, I give in to this urge.
I gave into the cartwheel urge once (though I was not in a sober state) and cracked my foot against a water fountain.
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