So, I am like totally standing in line waiting for my food order at the Sheetz station down the street (actually, it wasn’t my lunch because I’m on a salad lunch regime at the moment but I was standing there regardless) and I tune into what’s playing on the overhead sound system.  Now, I have no problem with David Bowie, I happen to think he’s uber-sexy in that really bizzare creepy ‘almost Kevin Bacon but more like Tim Curry’ kind of way so when I say that it was all I could do to not bust out laughing it really had nothing to do with David…it just had to do with my sudden vision of a transformed Sheetz complete with disco ball and dancing food service people on the counters in their red shirts and the older gentleman standing next to me busting out to “put on your red shoes…”.

The woman next to me must have caught wind of my mood (or maybe I chuckled to myself before I realized it) because she started laughing.  More likely she figured I was laughing at the amount of people standing in line but maybe she was pyschic or something….I thought to ask her but then thought to just keep my mouth shut.  After all, I do represent my workplace during the hourse of 9 to 5…

Don’t tell that to my imagination though.