I have a co-worker who is very "into" music from the 1940's, 50's, and early jazz (think warbly trumpets, Dinah Washington, and staticky vintage recordings). He also likes to play it loudly from his computer. God help us.
LIVE FROM THE HALLWAY OUTSIDE JAMIE'S OFFICE, IT'S THE LAWRENCE WELK SHOOOOWWWWW!
Sometimes, if I'm really lucky, he snaps his fingers and sings along. Part of me wants to applaud him for not being afraid to be an individual, and the other part of me wants to yank his computer off its docking station and shatter it in tiny pieces on the the factory roof below my office window.
Just had to get that out of my system.
LIVE FROM THE HALLWAY OUTSIDE JAMIE'S OFFICE, IT'S THE LAWRENCE WELK SHOOOOWWWWW!
Sometimes, if I'm really lucky, he snaps his fingers and sings along. Part of me wants to applaud him for not being afraid to be an individual, and the other part of me wants to yank his computer off its docking station and shatter it in tiny pieces on the the factory roof below my office window.
Just had to get that out of my system.
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