So as I walk into work this morning, Alone starts playing on my iPod.
I am a complete sucker for a power ballad, so noting that there was no one around, I commenced my three-floor climb and began power-miming.
ie: miming along to the song in an incredibly passionate manner.
It was a silent performance, if you will.
Swinging around the banister onto the first floor, I put my heart and soul into this gloriously spontaneous private burst of silent singing:
“Til nooooooow, I always got by on my.…..shit…”
There was a courier standing at the top of the stairs, trying not to stare….