Have I mentioned before that my office INSIDE a thrift store?
A cubicle wall is all that seperates me from the toy area. Somewhere over there is a toy that when activiated plays a little tune: Bump bump bump bump baby bump Bump bump bump bump baby bump Bump bump bump bump baby bump.
And somebody keeps activating it over and over. It’s tempting to peek over the wall and see who the lunatic is. If I do and they are over 7 years old, there’s going to be trouble.
Here I go….
…. It appeared to be an employee of the store. Maybe he was testing it?
Filed under: kidlit |