i’m going to keep it short and sweet.

i’m in the office alone. the music is on. the beat takes over my body and i start to dance towards the printer (i’m not sure at what point attempting to moon walk felt like a good idea) - only to turn around and find the window cleaner staring in, trying to hold himself up on the ladder whilst practically wetting himself with laughter. why do i do these things? why lord why?

now that’s off of my chest, back to work.

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