Some days, work goes by so slowly and smoothly that there are not enough articles in either the Times or the Globe for me to read. Those days haven't happened in awhile. Some days, like yesterday, are crapfulistic maelstroms. On the best of days, work is challenging and worth it and I learn a lot in the process. Some days, however, are like today, when it just feels like I'm doing homework all day long. There was one tiny break in all of this, and that was when I got up to go to the restroom and saw our research fellow (is that her title? I don't know, she's a doctor of the Ph variety) doing the worm on the floor. It was just a bit puzzling.
A couple of minutes later, I was back, as was the decorum of the work place. Everyone was once again hard at work as if nothing had ever happened. Turns out, NiceDoc was bragging about dancing with his daughter and it came up that our Fellow could do the worm. He didn't believe her, so she proved it. And he got served. A dance challenge drama right in my hallway and I missed most of it! It was practically a dance off (albeit one-sided, but hey, how many dance offs happened at your work this week, huh?) and no one called me in to arbitrate. I'm practicing my moon walk in case NiceDoc ever calls on me for a challenge. Though knowing my streak, I'll probably miss it somehow.
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