At work, Making Plans for Nigel came up on the ipod, which I blast through a Tivoli Model Two in our six-cube windowless office with the overhead flourescent’s off because we are all nerds.

Queue it up and play along!

We’re only making plans for nigel
We only want what’s best for him
We’re only making plans for nigel
Nigel just needs this helping hand

Awesome tune. I was probably tapping my toes, playing finger-drums on my desk.

And if young nigel says he’s happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

I had to break out in a very exagerated and loud parody of the actual bridge accompaniment: “Iiiiiinnnnn hiiiiisssss worrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrk!!”

More toe tapping…

Again: “Iiiiiinnnnn hiiiiisssss worrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrk!!”

Jeff joined in from the next cube over: “Eeeeeee-oooohhhhhhhhhhh!”

Awesome, more finger-drumming.

Then I remembered that I had dialed into a conference call about 10 minutes previously which was about to start. I checked to make sure I was muted.

I wasn’t muted.