I dance in the car. I totally rock out. I’m not even embarrassed. In fact, I’m the opposite of embarrassed.
And when I say “not embarassed,” I mean that people sometimes honk and point and shout at me. This is a true fact. I try to get them to dance with me.
But I was in the car and I was listening to the soundtrack of The Commitments and I was driving past construction guys and all of a sudden I realized I was doing jazz hands.
Jazz hands.
I was embarrassed.
