chingity-ching, hee haw! hee haw!

[spatch]

I'm beginning to like this new department. After spiritedly singing the Captain and Tennille this morning well into this afternoon, Kaitlyn brought up an MP3 copy of Dominic The Donkey that just happened to be sitting on her hard drive. Then she badgered our visiting Canadian colleague Brian into listening and singing along with us.

Yeah, I'm digging it.

Comments

[coconuthead.livejournal.com]

The Italian christmas donkey?

[pecosy.livejournal.com]

I miss wacky work antics. No one here sings.

If I get a new job, I'm going to ask in the interview what the policy is regarding spontaneous cube-sings. And bringing in your karaoke machine to work. *dreams on*

[spatch]

Karaoke is a part of our corporate culture here, and no, I'm not kidding.

[pecosy.livejournal.com]

So. Very. Jealous.

[arielblue.livejournal.com]

That kind of stuff never really happens in libraries.
Go figure.
Maybe I should change professions....

[spatch]

Why? You have a full roster of bellydancing librarians!

[minkrose]

I AM SO GOING TO DO THAT.
man. I can't wait to be a librarian.

[museumfreak.livejournal.com]

Actually, if you are referring to the Aaron Copland song, it is properly chinga-ringa-ring-ching-chaw!

[violacat.livejournal.com]

CHING A RING A CHING CHING CHING
HO A DING A DING COME LARKY
CHING A RING A CHING CHING CHING
HO A DING A DING COME LARKY
BROTHERS GATHER ROUND
LISTEN TO MY STORY
OF THE PROMISED LAND
AND THE PROMISED GLO-RY

Er. Excuse me. I'm done now.

[ketzie.livejournal.com]

I am so happy that you got this job. You totally fucking deserve a cool workplace.

[djsunkid.livejournal.com]

At the italian restaurant where I worked up until a year ago, we always sang about dominic the italo-disco donkey. mheh.