This is the last for awhile and then I will begin talking about wellness/fitness/blogs/up-and-coming bands/16th century dudes, etc.  Our office recently moved locations, and during time in our temporary space I had the great honor of sitting next to my favorite person ever.  M.  M is extremely blunt, does not tolerate fools, and does not enjoy the art of music.  At all.  Even the Beatles ("too sentimental").  I have never met anyone like her before.

Three girls in our office returned from getting coffee.  M turned to me, "Do you ever feel like when they come back from getting coffee, the three of them look like Charlie's Angels with their long hair flowing behind them?"

"Uhh.  Really?  What do you think with Nef, T, and I come back from getting coffee and we walk in?"

"I definitely don't think Charlie's Angels."

"Thanks M.  Awesome.  So when you see us coming back,  you think we look more like say .... (think of a reference she will get since she last watched regular television for Watergate coverage)... Hogan's Heroes?"

"Ahhh, Hogan's Heroes.  Ahh yes.  Well not quite..."

"Awesome.  Thanks.  Just gonna get back to the old TPS reports..."