It all started innocently enough. They’ve been doing work on the floor above us in our office building, and yesterday’s noise involved stuff bouncing on the floor(1), and bouncing at regular enough intervals, that one of my co-workers posted on our Slack channel:
You’d think our upstairs neighbors would have invited us to the opening of their new bowling alley.
Which then prompted me—as a child of my generation—to ask:
Does anyone here remember Grease 2? “We’re gonna sco-o-ore tonight!”
And just like that, I’d ear-wormed myself.
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