w00t w00t booyah

Somewhere in the cubicle farm that is my department, somebody brought a sackful of harmonicas. You could hear the chatter and the random toot-toot.

Then someone started playing. WELL. Finished.

And the whole department applauded, still in their cubes.

I love where I work.

(And yeah, I went looking, holding my own Cracker Barrel special, looking for lessons.)

Somewhere in the cubicle farm that is my department, somebody brought a sackful of harmonicas. You could hear the chatter and the random toot-toot.

Then someone started playing. WELL. Finished.

And the whole department applauded, still in their cubes.

I love where I work.

(And yeah, I went looking, holding my own Cracker Barrel special, looking for lessons.)

*looks down at bright RED shirt, red sneakers*

Yup. Still not Irish.