Sometimes I really wonder what is wrong with me. Today I kept getting the urge to break out and do the Running Man while I was in the office. What in the hell? The urge got so bad that I finally had to tell somebody. So, I decided to tell the receptionist as I was heading to the kitchen to grab my daily La Croix.
Me: "Roxana, what's up?"
Roxana: "Nothing much. How are you?"
Me: "Great, except I keep having the urge to do the Running Man."
Me: "You know, the dance move....the Running Man." And at this point I attempt to do it in my high heals. It had the less than desired affect. I was missing the real fluidity needed for an impeccable Running Man.
Roxana: Laughter. "You should join a Flash Mob."
Me: "That is a great idea!"
I guess my point in all of this is sometimes it's worth taking some time from your day to be silly and share in a laugh to brighten your day. Not to mention, it can help generate great ideas. Now, off to Google how to join a Flash Mob.