As many of you know I'm an accounting nerd, which translates to conservative dork on most days, but I'd like to think I don't fit the mold. Perhaps I need to start behaving myself a little.
The other day I'm zipping along in my company-provided sports car jamming to Missy Elliott. I mean jamming. I love the song, I can't help it, so I was singing and car dancing. Yes, car dancing. You kinda dance as much as you can while restricted by the automobile and the seat belt. Bopping is a good word for it.
So I'm at a stop light and I'm bopping, arms up, head moving... when I look to my right and see some colleagues (CPAs) in the car next to me, mouths agape.
So I turn my head slowly forward, lower my arms, and turn my head once again to the right. This time both colleagues are hysterically laughing, snorting and pointing.
I'll never live this one down.