At work on my break. Walking into the backroom, I recognize “jingle bells” playing on the radio back there.
I love being able to recognize the song with the CI, but I am sooooo sick of hearing it.
Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way.
Pushing the flat with the squeaky wheel this morning, and everybody staring as we go through the store, I said we might as well as change the song to “squeaky wheel squeaky wheel squeaking all the way.”