Cheerleaders

There was an unusual vibe in the air this morning. The cheerleaders were supposed to arrive at 11:00 am sharp to present us with many fancy moves of you know what.

Jared jumped up at exactly 10:57 and ran towards my desk, which isn't very far: are you going?
* me with a blank expression: where?
Jared: Didn't you see downstairs? Cheerleaders are performing at 11:00?
Looking at my watch, the conversation was very fast and the above didn't take longer than a minute: but it's only 10:58 - are you sure you want to seem that desperate as to go there 1 minute before?

I could see his face going grey: ok, we can wait another 5 minutes.

I gave up, after all it's not fair that Mark is probably sitting in the foyer since morning and panting, waiting for cheerleaders to arrive and Jared is stuck upstairs with me. We went downstairs and as we left the elevator Mark jumped out of the door, energy bursting out of all pores, eyes everywhere, looking, seeking and not finding. Poor Mark. :)

we had to wait the whole 2.5 minutes before the girls came out of elevators and I could see his neck extend. I've never seen a giraffe before.

And Jared! THE Jared that wanted to come downstairs the whole minute earlier puffs: I've seen better!

I thought I had more fun than he did, the girls WERE pretty. And there were so many cameras on them...

After the performance the underaged went round talking to the people, so we decided to go back up - show's over... But nooooo, not for Mark - for him it's only just starting.

As we went inside, Debbie and I, we saw him standing in the middle of the hall, enchanted by one of the red heads. I slowly fell to the floor of the elevator while Debbie started making weird noises. I knew she needed my help, but i couldn't lift myself off the floor. Who can blame him? He waited for this moment for so long...

Moral of the story? There's none. This is just for those who have missed it. He's probably still there, making dreamy eyes at that redhead.