Was chatting with a guy at work, a guy known for his moves on the dance floor in and out of the office. I call him Gene, Gene the Dancing Machine. He and fellow team-mates had gone Gangnam Style at the office Christmas party and were a huge hit. So I relayed, in front of my boss, that I wanted to learn those moves and show them a thing or two.
This morning, I get this from my boss in email:
I've got moves baby! And unlike Psy, I love America!
And yes, I love my job too.
Thanks boss lady, this will go down as a classic.
