Dancin' in the Dark

The funniest thing about work lately is that we moved offices and my teammate Heather and I are in the boondocks in relation to all other people. The light in our office, along with everything else, is motion controlled and since all I do is sit at a monitor and peck keys, it always goes out. So I have to sporatically stand up and flail my arms to turn the light back on. It must be an interesting show for anyone that might happen to walk by. Seriously, how lazy does that make my job seem. No wonder America is overweight- I move so seldom at my office job that the motion sensor light can't even detect me.