After Second Wave Feminism in late 1960’s, Off Our Backs was created and is still a thing you guys! Tooling around on sites about women’s awareness… got an idea a-stormin’
I was watching “The Office” on hulu, and then got a hankering to watch “You Raise Me Up” music video. It took a while to load so while I was waiting, I switched windows but didn’t pause either video, so at the end of “Body Language,” the latest episode, when Kelly is awarded the minority advancement program, uplifting Celtic music started playing, and I thought, “Oh wow, ‘The Office’ is trying out new things with their score.”
I had to look up the rest of the lyrics.
“They call me quiet girl, but I’m a riot yeah.” I thought that line was “They call me cracked out, but I’m a reya (reya in my mind meaning queen since rey in Spanish is king). I was way off. Queen is reina in Spanish.
Anyway, He LOVES it. He breaks down into giggling fits. He keeps asking me, “Hey Amy, what’s your name?” to which I reply, “That’s not my name. That’s not my name. That’s not my name. That’s not my. Name.” It’s a guaranteed laugh from him. And Bossman laughing means my other 3 coworkers offer a chuckle, too. Meanwhile, I feel like I’m working—singing for the masses (or 4) … Getting paid to entertain, son!
It’s nuts what amuses 50+ year old men. He said since I was singing it around the office (sorry, that stuff gets stuck in your head like a splinter), that he was singing it at his dinner table, and his daughter (I think 14) looked at him like he was an alien. “HOW did he know that song?” She said, “You cannot POSSIBLY know that song.” It blew her mind.
I’m still as hip as people 11 years younger than me! When does that stop happening?
My friend asked me yesterday if my haircut came with kids. Is “not being hip-as-the-young-uns” coming sooner than I think?