May 16, 2002
When I'm bored at work I can look across the hallway and see Susan. She does high kicks for me usually. Sometimes she does a whole Solid Gold dance routine. Quite impressive (except for when she kicks off her shoe into my cubicle). Today was special though. I got an interpretation of the Charleston, complete with ass patting attitude and singing of "Yes sir she's my baby." I was clapping like a little child who just had eaten ten mounds of cotton candy as our boss walked by. He stopped for a second and kept going. He'd see it before.