I was at work today, ya know, working my little heart out in my office. So naturally, during a conference call, my mind started to wonder. Random thoughts…freaking pollen all over my black car driving me insane…the loudest chirping birds on the planet outside my window at work…maybe my boys forgetting about me cooking dinner tonight.
And then random mini-moments for this story. So I started emailing myself because now shit was getting productive.
So this is a mini-moment, a drabble if you will.
About 5 years later…
Upstairs in his office, Eric trolls YouTube, once again searching for it.
"5,231,740 views! Son of…" as he frantically types.
"I take the video down, another one pops up the next day. It's been 5 years…people have to let this shit go."
Meanwhile downstairs in the media room…
"Boys, why does your father keep removing his dance video. Doesn't he know I have other things to do?"
"Mom, I don't think it's the Robot moves, anymore. Is has to be about that final pose. Why's he pointing his toes so much?"
A/N He'll never escape it! LOL
P.S. Thanks Denmark!
Thanks,
TMart