Daily Aggravation 23: When someone catches you singing to yourself

While waiting for the elevator in my lobby this morning, I was passionately mouthing along with the Usher song, “Climax,” which is mortifying in and of itself (but it’s SO GOOD, jesus). I was just hitting the sweet spot at 2:53 when a lady came out of one of the doctor’s offices next to the elevator bank and caught me with my fists clenched, brow furrowed and mouth open. I tried to pretend that my jaw was bothering me and kind of massaged the side of my face, but she totally knew that she had witnessed something embarrassing and scurried away. Cringe.